My Mom

Is my handkerchief.
My Mom is my umbrella,
My Jacket,
The roof of the house.


My mom is a kangaroo,
Protective,
Loving,
Tender,
Unselfish,
Sacrifisies for it's young.


My mom is the big waves.
Crashes onto me,
Big pressure,
Drowning,
Unable to rise
Above water.


My mom is a lion.
My mom is the queen.
Respect her,
Honor her,
Listen to her,
Love her.


My mom is my nurse,
She has the ability,
To heal my hurts,
To calm my fears,
So that I could face the world,
Feeling safe,
And secure.


My mom is my friend.
My mom is a chauffeur.
She is my teacher,
My encourager,
My role model.



My mom is the weather.
Rainy,
Sunny,
Cloudy,
Thundering,
Snowing.



She makes the world freeze,
Her voice,
Reverberates through
The silence.


My mom is the goddess,
Aphrodite.
She loves me,
Like a mother,
Like a friend,
Like God.


My mom,
Wears a smile,
When shes's sad.



Sometimes,
When Leaves,
Turn brown and orange,
When the flowers
Sleep,
She wish to be a ferrari,
A cheetah,
A porsche,
The light,
Running away,
Far,


Where nobody can find her.
I see you cry,
I see you pray,
I see you upset,
I see your broken heart.


I come to you,
To be a shoulder to rely on,
To be your friend,
To be your nurse,
To be your encourager,
To be your handkerchief,
Like you were to me.


I wipe your tears,
You look at me,
I whisper,
I love you mom.