Mama

(A Poem for my Mama)

She , whose hands are never out of chores

From which love continuously end endlessly pours

She, whose face is always wrinkled in a frown

But never fails to light up to a smile, I'm around

She whose voice thunders all through the house

When mad, waking up every single mouse

She, whose spanking always brings me into tears

But with the same hands and voice, soothes away my fears

She whose arms sweetly embrace, and protect me from harm

Keeping me safe and sound and comfortably warm

She, who bravely brought me out and up and into this world

I will forever love and cherish more than anything my hand could hold

by: Lady Olivine 

Happy Mother's Day to all MOM!