Mama; you are the Sun
As I am the Earth
Naive and innocent from birth
But with each revolution full of
Mistakes,
Enlightenment,
Achievements,
Tragedy.
I grew more habitable.
You spoke but only truths.
And though you’d wipe the tears
I’d shed upon the stars,
You’d say
“Be strong, life is tough, prepare yourself”,
Phrases echoing throughout the galaxy.
One however lingered over my head like the moon
“Knowledge is power.  Don’t believe everything you’re told.”
I haven’t mama,
Knowledge is oxygen.
Essential to my existence, I truly appreciate thee
Eternal gravitational pull: Protection,
Light you shed: Guidance,
Blanket of warmth despite the season: Love.
From an aspirant of glory,
To the brightest star I’ve laid eyes upon,
Thank You.