Someone
There's someone, I know, deep down inside my heart
Someone who means a lot to me
Someone who cares, someone who loves
Someone who's always been there for me.
This someone knew me right from birth
That someone nursed me, cared for me,
Loved me, encouraged me,
Told me that I was the apple of her eye,
Said that she'd never leave me for all the world,
Showed me what is right from wrong,
and has been with me through it all.
I love her so very dearly
Her's were the first arms that reached out to receive me
This someone played a crucial role as my Mentor
She's also known as Mother, my very own, dearest Mother.
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2 comments:
a very simple yet strikingly true tribute to a mother.............reely yaar ur emotions can be seen so clearly...........beautiful irene!
Hi Irene,
Never knew that you are an eloquent poet! All the best. Check out my blogs at http://ppeapen.blogspot.com
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