#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The upgrades of my growth,
Are marked by your pretty wrinkly cheeks,
The truth of what life really is,
Lies in your stories,
The wreckless love God gave you,
Is daily passed on to me,
With the hope that i'll one day better than you,
You pour out your love to me.

Question is...
Will i be able to pull off parenting as well as you did?