A mother's love
I caress your cheek
You scratch my arm
I really carry you on my hands
You cry at me in return
I give you a thousand kisses
You kick me at the breast
I cook for you with love
But feeding you is frustrating
I bear everything
Because you need me so
And I know for sure
That you rely on me
I will always love you
Whether laughter or tears
You cannot tell it yet
But your smile says “Thanks”
© Michelle Klemm |