How much you
love me, you only know,
deep in your
heart and your soul.
I follow your
path that leads me above,
your hugs make
my dreams to come home.
All of your
life just seems like a battle,
giving me
chances to fly.
All of your
heart is focused on me,
how to get
wiser and why.
Mother is
surely the sweetest word,
coming out
first of my mouth.
It smells like
a candle of faith and hope,
sending its
prayers high.
Romanos Thalassios
