Motherhood

The month of May,

to cherish was a day..

Little did i know the pain,

seeing my angel beam..

making me forget the world,

but the angelic smile..

my daughter flashed..

You endowed me a gift,

most precious of all..

Everyday is a bliss,

Pure as this..

is no other bond,

making us more fond..

For in you i saw,

A world of love..

I owe you my life,

for this motherhood..