Elisha De La Rosa - Mother

In a bitter sweet memory
The memory of my mother
The feeling of happiness I recieve
Will make my mother reality

I smile as I see her
My tears burn
For so much I love her
Mother, my love will never turn

Her sacifice of her dreams
Of her dreams ruined
To bore children
And work out her burdens

The current of sacifices
Continue to drain
My mother's strenght
For her burden is her pain

My mother is strong
With in her soul
For her childrens bond
Shall make her bold

Even the dismay on her mind
Will never keep her children apart
Even the stream of love have died
In mother. We will never part

Till the end of my memory
For she will always be my mother
Even as time decend
I only see her in my slumber

(2-4-10)

Elisha De La Rosa

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