My Mother Is My Everything
Like the seasons have their beauty
My beauty is my mother.
Like the color of the sky
My color is my mother.
Like the flowers have their fragrance
My fragrance is my mother.
Like the birds can fly with their wings
I can fly with the help of my mother.
My mother’s my everything.
poem by Rayan Ali
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