To my mom by Ann Wood

Mommy ... My dear mommy I did not appreciate, and I want her forgiveness!
I know why she is so white
Your hair, mother good!
There, evil cares
Whirlwinds of snow feathers.
I know why they are so sad
Your eyes, mother good!
For day and night
In them fire to pain burns!
But you smile when
I put you out of your heart
To my love the flowers
In front of your mother's sweet face!




Poetry by antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-08-10 at 13:05

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