So, I've picked my pen up to write,
for this beautiful lady in my life,
on her birthday eve.
Her presence is everything,
and she's all mine,
because she's always there for me.
She's the reason why I'm still here,
she's the reason why I was born.
Yes ! I'm talking about my mom.
She's the reason why I look forward to life,
I would literally do anything for her smile.
I'd give my life for her, without any doubt, but I'll have to think of words,
well ! You know what ?
I'll never be able to express that,
how much I love her, ever.
Sometimes,
she won't be able to find that I'm not fine,
but it's alright,
as she never fails to comfort me.
Her rough palms,
give me a soft touch.
The hugs from her arms,
when I fall apart are priceless.
So satisfying,
more than those stupid love songs of yours.
Who needs those beds,
when you've your mom's lap ?
Her bubbly face,
with those beautiful brown eyes.
Oh god ! Her cheek shines bright.
She's so amiable.
She sounds more like a friend to me,
but with a motherly attitude.
"You look like your mom"is a forever favourite compliment for me,
as it suddenly starts making me feel good in my own body.
She always tried to do,
what's right for me.
But the age difference sometimes sucks,
and mess things up !
But it's okay,
because I just have to make her laugh,
with my silly joke and everything comes back to normal again.
Yeah, I'm sorry for the fact that,
we fight sometimes.
But her importance in my life, can't be defined.
I can write a book on her,
because her struggle and love is,
inimical but inimitable.
So, I'll leave this here with :
Words will always fall short to describe her,
also my efforts and my actions,
but not my affection.