My Mom


The day is rich with thoughts that fall in rain
My mind is full of her, my mom, my pride
The stars in glow, with bright smile seem all plain
For she outshines them all, I must confide.

I long to be with her ~ a love so pure
The thought of her brings cheer to fill my heart
So strong but tender, a guide and friend for sure
To be like her, is my wish from the start.

If I were a kite, I would be flown to her
No sea, or mount would rise up to the height
Floating I will be on  ~ celestial sphere
Bedecked with joy and clad in great delight.

Its how I feel I should send her my love
Icon of strength she is ~ gift from above.