Family is my Home

One day I met my beautiful mother. And I saw her face in the corner of my eye. I saw her soft skin and her big blue eyes. She is my mother and my best friend. She gets me up and ready again. I could see her once and see her twice but that wouldn't help cause she's the spark to my fire. She sees how I am feeling all the time I see her tears run down her eyes. She always says to me me and her against the world and I believe every word I love her to death and somewhat more shes the beat to my heart and so much more.