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Grateful for All Your Comfort and Warmth


Dark chocolate eyes that hold bittersweet memories

All leave a trap for my enemies

Arms as strong as lions, but can still hold a fragile glass

As intuitive as Einstein, as if she took his class

Her soft lips caress my cheeks,

Leaving their warmth right underneath

A smile that can tear all the clouds apart

It rivals the sun, the stars, and the moon

A friend, a sister, and a mother of fun

She is like no other

She is my mother

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