When you were born, you see your moms loving eyes.
You feel her breath, her warming heart big and wise.
When you grow up and see her role,
She is the one, who brings your soul.
We say Mother, Mommy, Mom,
Name of women loving calm,
Our first breath, and our first cry
Comes with magic Mother's smile.
You whisper mom, when feelings come, bad or good.
You ask yourself, and smile like mom, don’t be rude.
Remember her smile, remember love,
For me and for you, for world above.
May 8 2009
When you were born
© Copyright: Света Тульская, 2009
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