Mother

I saw you in a dream last night

Beautiful flowers adorned your hair

So soft, long, dark, and light

You gave me life like a rain tear.

I do not forget your cinnamon skin

Sweet smelling and scars of experience

So complicated to perceive, as in the haystack the pin

With a soul built on resilience.

Holding your hand was the brightness

There was no shadow or adversity

You were wearing an essence of madness

A living rainbow was your personality.

A crescent moon illuminated your face

Curvilinea adorned with stars

It outshone even Sirius grace

An exotic beauty brought from Mars.

My beloved, you looked so adorable

Let me dream of you again

My mother, if I don't see you, it will be terrible

Take over my dreams, my brain.