Martina Danielova

Rookie (29/07/1984 / Slovakia)

Dearest Mother - Poem by Martina Danielova

Every day of your eyes mother
I think and then i have to smile.
I see how your wings cover kindly
head of my sister, of my brother.

Every day of your hands mother
I think and their warmth saves me.
You never blame, never bother,
only forgiveness you always gave me.

Every day I think of you mother.
Every day I owe you, love you.
You taught me how to be true
and I couldn't love more other

than I love you,
dearest mother.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 19, 2013

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