Ode to her love.

Her walk, her talk,
Her eyes, her smiles.
Her love, flows profusely,
Like the never-ending Nile.

Her fingers, her touch,
Her kisses, her cries.
Her children survive.
The heart ripping goodbyes.

Her arms, our face,
We run, she holds.
Our soul yearns for her warmth,
The wide world so cold.

Her lap, our cradle,
Her words, lullaby.
Her child whispers,
“I love you mom”.
Appreciate her all your life,
Cause, rivers run dry,
As time passes by........