To my Mommy…
My mummy is my closest friend,
Through all the struggles…
She stands forever in my arms…
For me, for sis, for her own mom.
She makes me laugh, she makes me cry
She does whatever needed for us
Today I say again,
I love you Mommy.
And I always will.
I have to say today
My father is in pain
A man, who knows
What breaks my soul
I don’t confess
I do not need
A rest or peace
I need to see…
Well, you may guess…
Are you a writer?
Are you a poet?
Who are you? Father?
I love the mess
That you have
A screwdriver
And a job…
Done…
poetry for self-relief 