Even though this superhero might be one just to me,
But that does not mean she makes me feel less joyous or free.
With me each moment that she spends,
Even a minute I will not lend.
She isn’t a superhero because of flying or magic
Nor her powers can fix something tragic.
She is my superhero because of her mind and heart,
And she tries her best to help me be smart.
I love her for being just who she is,
A mother who sometimes turns into a Ms.
But she will always be there for me when I need her,
Not slow at all, but there with me in a blur.
I want us to always be together,
Not just now, but forever and ever.
To my forever hero
My poem about surgery recovery
My hidden side
A humorous musical poem
A flashback poem
The thrill of jungle safaris for us must be so different for them...
My imagined fantasy world