I lend my hand to raise you
From the deep fall
I hug you to go a head
Of your ambitious life
I be with you willingly
In rest of your life
I understand your tremendous potential
And flow, incessantly in delight
I work to solve your problems
As mine, as I don't have any image
I like to hypnotise you
So that you too could destroy it
I need to explore in great attention
In sensitivity and joy to see the sky
I wish to be your dear mom
My son to give you peace and happiness.
Love and care of a mom is spilling thick from the lines. Beautiful.
I wish each one of us could emulate in life the philosophy practiced by you. Very humane. Thanks. I understand your tremendous potential / I wish to be your dear mom / My son to give you peace and happiness.
Hàppiness is immense, sometimes we need to search our inner potential, thanks
I don't have any image I like to hypnotise you So that you too could destroy it I need to explore in great attention In sensitivity and joy to see the sky I wish to be your dear mom You are really really really a very nice and sensitive mom. All nice poets do not make nice mothers...but you can. Thanks dear poet for sharing it in such a nicer way.
Thank you so much, every mother's dream is to purse their kids, I am on cloud nine by ur generosity of comments, love u dear thanks again
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I would like to translate this poem
In great attention! ! Nice work.
Affliction of love care and attention to support you my dear son, over of all moms, thanks dear poet for the review