Her bloom... Her blossom...
Spreads everywhere...
Her gloom... Her painful...
Overflows everywhere...
If I can really see...
What is in her sight...
And whole her soul...
Because...
What she shows outside...
Never same...
With the inside...
So tell me...
What are you hiding for?
I wish if I can really treasure...
Then I will find...
What's inside a Mother...

Missy Melita

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-letter-for-mother/