Title: Mother's Scent

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

Title: Mother's Scent

Kasia Dominik

Title: Mother's Scent

Dear Mother, You are a red rose,

bread-giving grain and raspberry sweetness.

When you hug me, I am not afraid of the storm,

I hide in your safe arms with joy..

Amid the darkness of life you hold my hand,

lighting the moon when I wander along the way.

You do not let me doubt, you shorten the torment of tears,

you give me comfort when I lose my breath..

Dearest Mother, You are the scent of the forest,

the memory of beautiful dreams, the smile of the morning.

When pain stifles me, with a fresh breeze

you soothe all torments with the sight of a lark..

Beautiful moments of happiness stuck in memory,

in the recesses of the soul I write down with love,

to remember days glazed with health

and to cover the quotation of our years together with poetry.

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Kasia Dominik

(Poland)

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh