Monday, 21 September 2015

My mum

I love my mum. 
The smell of her perfume follows her around the house.
When we walk to bed, her warm brown eyes 
dance with me beyond the stars.

She is the shine in my eyes.
The smell of cake when it comes out if the oven
Makes me think she is a professional,
Especially on my birthday.  

The soft touch of her hand is a silky feeling
leaving a warm touch in my heart.
The excitement in her smile 
gives my cheeks a ripe strawberry color.

The softness of her panda cuddles
makes me feel cosy in bed.
She says she needs makeup to look nice 
but I think she is beautiful without it. 

I will always love my mum
and she says she will love me until the end.



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