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
This poem is about:
My family