Mom...
Through the years
You have fought your tears
To raise strong ladies
You told us not to buy for you daises
While you deserve Babylon
But you just carry on
You make for me the best food
But what I give to you is talking in rude
You buy for me the best clothes
You provide me with my knowledge sources
I try so hard
To prove myself to you
I know that I don't need to
But I do this for you
Don't feel that you wasted your life
Mom, for you I would control the tides
Don't be sad
Because of some scumbags
Try to understand
That I'm your biggest fan
And that for me
You are the strongest of women
You are the most beautiful hymn
You are the shoulder that I carry on
And for so long
I try to prove to you that I'm not wrong
When I say this poem
I'm here to get you out of the blue
Because mom
I love you
YOU ARE READING
Beyond The World.
PoetryBeyond the noise of the world there's a stairway leading to the basement of a fantastic world.