#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
Raising me took much of your time.
The breastfeeding that always got u tired,
And my cries that woke you up in the middle of the night,
A mother concours the world,
And looks after a family,
A woman becomes a wife to her husband,
And makes him happy,
A woman that makes sure that her family doesn't go to bed with an empty stomach,
A mother that wakes up in the morning and gets the kids ready for the day,
A flower that shines brightly even when...