To My Mom… I love, appreciate and admire you…

Always giving, never selfish or mean…
Always alert, concerned and keen…
Scented as fresh roses on a Spring morning mixed with droplets of dew…
Pushing forward to exceed all limits, so anxious to succeed, so true…
You glimmer in the night, you light up the whole house…
Without you around, there is dullness and no real friend or spouse…
Wishing we could be our best, wishing we could do the most…
To your friends you talk about us with pride, and you sometimes even boast!
Whatever you offered us and still do we will always keep inside…
Our love for you will always be there because you’re one of a kind…
Dear mother, you are everything that is pure and dear…
I pray to God that I can always be there for you, be so near…

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About outlived

X-dreamer, fighter and writer... Using words to unleash the pain that eats me from the inside out, day after day!
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5 Responses to To My Mom… I love, appreciate and admire you…

  1. Anonymous says:

    There's a road untravelledstretching out toward the sea.This road unmarked by human strifekeeps beconing to me.Come set your footprints deep young girl,walk fast or take it slow.But remember with each step you take,you've one less step to goLet not one moment count for naughtas you travel on life's way,and you will rest contented at the closing of each day.Then just as surely when at dawn, you'll see the rising sunyou'll find not that your journey's ended,but that it's just begun.Jim

  2. Ukhtik says:

    How wonderful to read you, sis.

  3. nour says:

    so touching…i like your blogbtw, thanks for passing by…

  4. ZUHDI says:

    DEAR BEEBEE ….FIRST OF ALL WISH U GR8 LUCK AND MABROOK 3ALA HADA EL SITE ELI BE3A2ED …BA3DEAN ELI KATBEEETO 3ANJAD ESHY MOMTAZ AND SO TOUHING AND ALL OF IT IS COMING FROM UR HEART… AND UR HEART IS PURE SO AY ESHY BTI7KY ENTY RA7 YKOOON BEJANIN ….HOPE TO C YA SOON KEEP ON THE GR8 WORK

  5. Baby Prophet says:

    Mothers: Angels of Heaven and pure faith of sure reverendsWorking all day to put her children through schoolBlisters on her finger so they can't take us for foolsThank you mama for 9 months you carried me through, all the pain and sufferingNoone knows the pressure you bear, just only youyet with nursing compassion you behold me with love burningOne of your smiles bring down a mountain of yearningi trust my soul to you and watch you carry me home… thank you mama

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