#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
Even though you can't hold me
Because I'm too far away
I think about how you held me
When my world was a wreck
Caressed my aching head
When I was sick
Carried me home when I went away
I still remember the fateful day
When You told me you had cancer
It was my eighteenth birthday
Your last chemo...