img_4712-11Your smile called me mom.
I still remember the day,

When you came in my arms…

I’d not known a world

So painful yet so comforting.

A term so innominate,

Yet so complete.
You came out of me,

Still I feel you created me.

Please forgive me my child,

For all my mistakes…

As with each triumph and regret,

I am growing to be better.

With every dusk of my betime day,

I am winning over myself.

Bit by bit but steadily,

I am learning to be a mom.