#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
how sweet it was to cuddle me
and then give me some pudding
mom I can never forgot the thing you brought for me
and the fought we've been through
out the window I cried
you consoled me
you spoon fed me
give me the necessity of life
mom thank you Soo much
but what can I say
what should I pay you with
mom I love you