If I could give my mom the world or anything she wanted, I'd give her my own heart and soul and leave my own heart haunted.I'd take upon myself her life with all it's strife and pain, And let her ease into some space, Where she could live again.The pain for me would not be pain, At least not for awhile; For I'd be doing it for her, And I would see her smile. I wish could take her heart and cleanse it with my tears, And make her sorrow go away, And answer all her fears.I wish , I wish, but then I can't, As I watch helplessly, And take her in my arms and say I wish that it were me. But loving is a hard, hard way, With all the pain it brings.And yet there is no other way To touch the heart of all things. Written by my daughter for me on mothers day, I love you BABYGIRL,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is extremely well written. It should have had a poetic structure to it, but if it's to be read, it doesn't matter. There were only minor things wrong with it. I almost gave it a very rare 10.