My Mother
When I see your beautiful sketch,
Hear someone say “baby” affectionately
When I smell the Burberry perfume
My heart remembers you.
The aroma of coffee, in my school canteen
Makes me think of you always.
When you put your hand on me, it gives me
The confidence to make the impossible possible.
Your madness about clicking selfies
Every moment, drives me crazy
But they truly make
The best memories of my life.