You are more to me
a child than a mother.
You are like a baby.
I am the bud and you are my budder.
You are more to me
a child than a mother.
You are like a baby.
I am the bud and you are my budder.
I might never tell you
but I think about you 24*7.
I believe in you
and that this match is made in heaven.
I have found a new love,
a new solace,
a new happiness in you.
I feel as being guided by the heaven above
to trod, with a slow pace,
on the path that leads to you.
Hold my hand.
Let’s walk our path together.
There’s no need to fear
when beside you I stand.
It is the lullaby of a child
but also the adult’s song.
It makes your heart mild
but your build strong.
Each day brings along
a new challenge, a novel fight.
Some days rest among the lows
while the rest elevate our happiness to a height.
You are my muse.
The light so heavenly
shines upon me,
bestowing its blessing.
The alphabets start shaping
themselves without any
external intervention.