Annihilated

Mom

[A/N: This poem was written for my mom on her birthday.]

With the sun shining bright,

The junior you was born.

You kept me warm, 

When I was in the storm.

Back then when I cried,

You swung me in your arms

And sung me the most beautiful songs,

Filled with sunshine, trees and farms.

As you protected me dauntlessly,

Your cradle felt like a safe haven,

Your lap was the most secure place,

Other than heaven.

So as we celebrate your birth,

I would like to thank you,

For the imbued love you provided,

And will always love you back, undivided.