Mother Poem by Lina Depina

She held me inside her for nine month..
she gave me food and shelter..
she never put herself first..
Nine months later than i came, i had most of her features and her
color...
she looked at me and smilied...
she was proud of what she created...

my mom is a dimond..
she is a rare dimond, , , its really hard to find a better one than her...
i love you mommy i thank you for everything.. you are my wings to fly and learn from.... i love you mommy...