A Mother's Love

Angels build a palace for the kings and queens,
So does a mother to her convoys,
Without limits and unconventionally,
Her cuddle holds the world from within.

She feels the pains and kisses them away,
In a glimpse she brightness up the dull,
Flips her wings to say it's all under control,
Spreads her wings to give more strength.

She will sing like the birds of dawn,
Comfort and console before sunrise,
Wipe each year as the day goes by,
Restore smiles no matter what she has deep within.

No agony can bring her down,
Not even when the sun sets without a warning,
Her angelic heart holds it all in one,
She's a mighty being she never bows down to anguish.

Her heart so big,
Her smile so bright,
Her love so tender,
Her world always new,

A mother

©VaatiN 2017