Peter "Star" Owor

Dear mother, I met a girl,
I thought I knew her before because her name rang a bell,
She's warm like the summer,
Her eyes are the missing stars of the night,
Mother, I can't breathe fine once she's out of sight.

Dear mother, I met a girl,
I call her an angel because she took me from my hell,
From the bottomless pit of anger and pain,
Mother she saved me from going insane

Mother I love,
My belly is filled with pasta and butterflies,
But I fear my all won't be enough,
I also fear I'll ruin us with my pride and lies.

Mother, she's kind, just like you,
She say's she loves,
I pray it's true,
I'll envelope a picture so you can see;
The face of the one who stole my heart from me

© Peter "Star" Owor