Die Arme Meiner Mutter
This poem is dedicated to my mother. The title is in German.
Die Arme Meiner Mutter
Your voice is my comfort
For when I am feeling blue.
Your smile is the sunshine,
On my miserably gray days.
Your eyes are precious jewels
That Sparkle when you see me.
Your ears will always listen,
When everything goes wrong.
I always feel quite safe,
When I am in you embrace.
Everything I love 'bout you,
Will always be unique.
Everything about you
I will treasure and adore
Because I have loved you
since before I was eve' born.
By Evelyn Creon

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