the flight.. a poem for mother's

The Flight

wake up..
wake up mama...
today is the day,
to fell free and to fly to where you belong,
shuusshh... use those lips only to smile mama,
These wings of yours,
are healed,

it has been broken since the day you brought me to this world,
I can't promise that these wings are perfect,
but i do promise that these wings are ready for every
turn,hardship and pain as you,
have prepared it well.

I am no wing of deserving a permanent place with you mama,
these feather of mine is dirty and stained with your blood,
I'm sorry for the long wait
As you are,
An Angel of early and late,
An Angel of compassion and love,
And....
An Angel that is untouched by time in this heart..