Mother’s Day

I saw a girl in a garden
The dreams of flowers one day
She used to tell me
From a time that would not return

Her stories were endless
Her face a set of affections
She was free, loose, very beautiful
A scene of reflections!

She offered me a flower
With the smell of happiness
A gesture of life and love
in my intimacy

I came back to see her again
But the sun was already gone
Her teachings were enough
For my days in a row…