Poem -
Comfort
As the mother hears her child cry
she rushes to his sideĀ
And whispers in his ear that "everything is going to be alright"
And as time passes and she ages
it's time for her to say goodbye
but as she sees her son cry
she for the last time
whispers in his ear that "everything is going to be alright"
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Comments
Maybe it's because of the special bond a son has with his mother, but this poem really got toĀ me.
Great.Ā Now I have to call my mother.
:)
They say a mother is a son's first love. Yes you should always call your mom. They are very special.