Its not just any word
Its mom
The world bus stop,
Mom
With you I have no other
After you there is no you
Before you there were none called you
Once upon a time
You guide my first step
You hold my Hands
and make me walk
You are the brown in my chocolate
Source of comfort
Garment to my heart
And the soil that make me grow.
On your face all I see is smile
You fill my day with memories of joy
Pick me up went I was down ..
Mom
For me you are my gold
My Caskets of jewels
My medicine went I m sick
And the light in my darkest part
All my pictures
Bring me memory of the one who change my diaper
My clothes and bath me.
Oh time
Make me a child again
Just for today
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