My Mother, My Everything
I am in Marrakech now,
I always think of you.
In my dreams, in my sleep
I always think of you.
I think of you every single minute,
day and night, wishing that you're doing fantastic in Tinghir.
I really do always think of you,
my mama.
I know that you are thinking of me too.
I know it and can feel it.
Every minute and second of the day,
I think of you, the reason I breath.
I am studying very hard,
I promise to keep learning.
Because of your prayers
I do things well.
Because of you I'll fight and
never quit.
I have a quadrillion expressions and beautiful words to tell you.
'I love you crazily' is enough.
I adore you my mama,
I love you my 'gwapa delmondo ''.
Written by. Oualid Alamghouz.1.march.2017.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem