#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace, as he fragrance remind me of what she meant to me
She's the one who sacrificed her beautiful 8 figure body & carried me for 9 months
- She's love from the moment I felt her touch from within her womb
- She's like the present's of God from the day she held me on my birthday
- She's the only perfect comforting gift any child can wish for straight from a trauma of been given birth
- She's the one who cries & feels pain when I am sick as she wish to trade her good health for my illness
- She's the fearless protector that will much in a lions Dean to save my life, while others run away to seek help
- She's the one who's willing to sacrifice her life to protect...