Dear mom

You stood by me... like the mountains against the sky
You made-up my beliefs which gave me new wings to fly
You understood the unsaid thoughts like the swinging trees that acknowledged the winds that blew
All that I am or ever could fancy being…I owe all to you…

You gave me the peace that I din’t need to acquire or deserve
You put me a pullover while you felt chilly on the floor
You gave me the knee that was my best school…
You warned me for little things but never for the big…

Whatever is unsure in this reeking world, m sure your love is not…
Words do fail, as they ought...

Thanks for being mom…
Thanks for all….