Mum

No matter who you are, where you may be, what you are doing, a mum can either be youu or me.

The two of us,
Strangers wandering endlessly under the blue sky.
That time you came,
The gift of happiness revealed itself.
The words were remembered,
Exchanged feelings of kindness.
You kept smiling,
No matter how fallen you were.
The gentle hand that guided,
Never left.
The fears all ran,
Comfort blossomed slowly.
I wonder how much I walked,
Walking behind as I watched that protective back of yours.
Chasing,
Chasing a warmth you relit.
The stranger whom I felt memories revolved around forever,
No,
the mother who loved me as me.
Thank you,
Mumsy dearest.

Author's Note

Hhhh I know it's not well written but I tend to let my emotions become the writer so I appreciate it if I have made any mistakes, if you could point it out. (/)()