#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
With every breathtaking moment,
I perceived what it means to be truly loved,
Vivid illusions clear in my head,
Reminisce in those arms that cuddled me,
In Infinite displeasure,you heard my cry,
Moved with fiery compassion,you tenderly cuddled,
In those warm hands,affection perceived.
#HappyMothersDay