You have given us so many things
But most of all
You given Faces
Every single one,
A precious smile
Upon it, occurs.
The faces of thy children
And theirs to boot.
So many Faces
There are to remember.
Brothers and Sisters,
Nephew and Nieces,
You’ve supplied them very well.
But in the end,
I wanted you to know.
That in my heart
You face is the one.
The one I’ll remember,
For time and eternity.
The one that will stick with me,
No matter what.
I love you mom.
And I hope,
That you feel proud,
To be the one shining,
For another day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem