For My Mother, Is What I Think Of You Poem by Medusa Waves

Id give you my life..
But could I wear that around my neck?
id give you my love..
can it buy me a new car?
For you all my tears,
Theyre not as dazzling diamonds
Id listen to all your fears
I fear nothing but poverty
For you I would kill
If only that paid for a bill
For you a rose everyday
Roses wilt and shrivel, I don’t believe in age
Id caress you every moment of my days
Only if your hands are made of gold
Id die you for.
How much is to your name?