A mother’s love is like a fuzzy pinkish color.
It tastes like a big sweet juicy strawberry.
As it bursts into your mouth.
After you have bitten into it.
It feels like a warm soft blanket.
When you’re wrapped in it tightly.
It leaves with joy in your heart.
It reminds you that if you have it…
If you have your mother’s love.
There is no need for anyone else’s.
Expect hers and only hers.
- Alexis Kennedy,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful poem. well done. :)