Mothers (In Memory Of My Mother Margot M. Mejia) Poem by Romeo Della Valle

You are the roots of civilization,
Always looking to all of you
With great respect and admiration,
You are unique like the dew!

You are the essence of life,
Enduring pain that turns into joy!
Destiny you always defy,
Loving your tender child
No matter if is a girl or a boy!

Tears roll down your face
Whenever she or he is in pain!
In your heart and mind
There is always a space
For all the same!

No matter if you are happily alive
Or peacefully resting in paradise,
We always feel the vibe
That you are by our sides!

Every day is Mother’s Day
That in sadness or joy
We always celebrate!
We hold you up high
With love, pride and faith
Since in our memory,
You deeply penetrate!


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