Mama,
Such a small four-lettered word,
Holding so much power in my world.

Mama,
The first word I spoke.
Mama,
The first person I cried to.
Mama,
The only person I would go to,
When trouble would knock on the door.

Mama,
My first friend,
My first teacher,
My selfless protector.

Mama,
The reason for my existence,
The symbol of divine consciousness.

I dedicate this poem to my mother,
To the woman who taught me everything,
To my biggest supporter,
To my guardian angel,
Who is always looking out for me,
To my Mama,
And her unconditional love for me.

– Addy