Poets & Poetry

My mom, my queen

My happiness starts from you,
My sadness comes to you.
First word, first shine, first love my mom,
First school, first teacher, first friend my mom,
Since the day I was small,
Till the day I became tall.
Since I began understanding things,
Till I had my own wings.
Your love has never fallen short,
My tears appeared when I was hurt.
You also became sad and fought,
With the one who made me so.
You have been my only support,
I want to hold you tight and hug you.
And just want to say ‘thank you,’
As you are the whole world for me.
In the end, I would like to say that:
Always love your mother,
Because you will never get another.