It is rare to find such a supportive and influential woman like my mother. So I find myself dedicating this love sonnet to her, as someone who has sparked the love, creativity, and personality in me the most. So listen to my words. Can you feel the true motherly love? Because I can.
Night light in the dark,
Pillow for my tears,
Wrinkles of concern like a tree bark,
She’s my angel when I fear.
My mother.
Reminds me I’m more,
Teaches me the way,
Rubs my heart when it’s sore,
She gives me a reason to pray.
My mother.
The Tylenol for my ache,
I find refuge in her arms,
The love in which I bake,
She’s taught me all my charms.
My mother.
The woman who ignites,
Makes me wish she wasn’t finite.
My mother.
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