An homage on Mother's Day

This is a single homage that I would like to dedicate to my mother, wife, sister (like a second mom for my daughter), and all the other mothers in this world. A poem that I have written and recite now...

LIKE BE A MOM

What is like to be a mother?

Likely this is more than to be a father.

If I can love my child unconditionally,

A mom has a love specifically.

If I may feel what I feel,

I can imagine as be a mom is more real.

There is a physical bond created,

That I will never experienced.

This physical bond is special

Feed, protect, nourish, foretell,

Inside an umbilical cord,

There is a special feeling support.

Can bear a baby within the body,

Nourish the small with the breast apt.

These abilities are a sacred gift,

That only a woman has the ability.

I'll never understand like is to be a mother,

Because as a man I am improper, 

However I have a wife, a sister, a mom,

That can justify the bloom.

I'm not here to complain,

But to understand again,

That nothing in this world is bigger,

Than a maternal stand trigger.

Mother's Day is subliminal,

Be a mom is bigger than all.

This special day unveil,

More than a comercial avail.

Say that I love my mother,

Is more essential than utter.

Thanks my wife super mild,

For being the best mom to my child.

Might be possible to compare?

No, to be a mother is a bless.

Hallowed be God creator of maternity,

Allowing the miracle of life reality.

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Thanks a lot... See you soon.