A Mother's Love
By Merita Bajraktari McCormack
I thought of my mother, as I missed her touch
I smiled, as she gently spoke on the phone
The usual, unique sentences, with a happy voice
Describing the joyful day of my birth at home:
"Daughter dear, it was a very harsh winter that one,
The first snow of the year, a meter above the ground,
But your birth brought us smiles and lots of warmth
I was the happiest mother carrying you around"
I swallowed the tears, as I heard the sweet words,
Was deeply touched by her happiness today
For I, her child and gift, one wintry day was born
And felt how my mother's love brightened my day !
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