To My Sweet Mother
You are like the breath of fresh air that I take in when I wake up in the morning and get to see your face
The haronic voice and sense of relief I feel when I am struggling
The calm before the storm
This goes out to you Mother
You bring me a piece of mind that no one else can, and of course headaches but
You are my mother and through all that I do, you are still always with me no matter what
I love you more than you will ever kniow even when I get mad, I cannot stay mad
Forever and Always
Your first daughter,
Alexa Tafolla
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.