She kept me throughout the years Away from the dark and gloomy fears. Under the umbrella of her gentle tears She dressed me with life’s attire Shielded me from the living fire.
Mother’s love? An unidentifiable fusion
Often it is the centre of confusion
Mistaken for an insignificant allusion
Just look at her eyes, serene, alive
Upon those glares my soul will thrive
Through those stars my pulse shall drive
She kept me throughout the years
Away from the dark and gloomy fears
Under the umbrella of her gentle tears
She dressed me with life’s attire
Shielded me from the living fire
When it should have consumed me entire
Mother’s love is something you cannot devour
Take away, destroy nor empower
It is like the fragrance of a flower
Separated they cannot be
A lock without a key
My mother and me
