#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The suffering you have gone,
Can never be gone by anyone.
The chores you do for me,
Can never be done by anyone.
The love you give ,
Cannot be given by anyone.
The memories given by you,
Will be kept in my core of heart.
For me Mother's Day is everyday,
As you continue to love me more and more,
And I begin to fall in love with you with each passing day .

© thepenandpaper