A poem for our mothers...

A Mothers Smile

You took care of me when I was small,

you lack sleep because of my call

As I cry at your shoulder,

you put joy into my face.

By using your smile with no disgrace.

As you hold me into your arms,

with your warmth all over my body,

your smile became dear to me,

like that of a precious ruby.

by: Rodrigo A. Escobar