My Mother
You were my mother and my friend,
Which was unusual.
Somehow our characters still blend.
Your wisdom and my will.
I turned, and you were there for me,
I spoke, you understood.
I felt cared for, but also free,
You loved, and I was good.
I'm fortunate that I was born
To someone just like you,
I love you still. Though you are gone,
You live in what I do.
You were my mother and my friend,
Which was unusual.
Somehow our characters still blend.
Your wisdom and my will.
I turned, and you were there for me,
I spoke, you understood.
I felt cared for, but also free,
You loved, and I was good.
I'm fortunate that I was born
To someone just like you,
I love you still. Though you are gone,
You live in what I do.
This is my favorite poem and I have it on my desktop. I attached the picture here so u would know what it look like. If u want one just pm me. (dont save the picture from attachment and use it for desktop cuz it will be blurry) I miss my mom very much even though 10 years has passed already. Just thought others who dont have a mother to celebrate with will appeciate this too as well.

