To my Mother
And it was later, over time
That humanizes the feeling
Learning by lessons
the value of uncertainty.
Each one in its own way
revealing that mystery
the stars were many
What views with foundation
They unveiled stories
the immense of the firmament.
From a love and longevity
Details of feeling
I let myself see devotion, dedication and silence
Guiding with kind voice
My erratic descents.
From a love more warrior
Strength and intellect
Passing any flow
Any Dantesque bluff
With the smile on his lips
And in the arms its sustenance.
From a last* love** I learned
Being involved at the end
That manuals do not exist
What is learned by sharing
That the errors are many
In the art of living. *
Different, different, without pairs
Reflected in all its benefits
Re discover day after day
How great is my mother.
To all the mothers who have made my life full of Love. Especially mine
, because every day that I live and learn, I value more everything he did for me.
White F.