Our dream

Tomorrow is more important than my wedding day
even the day I selfishly will become a mother. 
Tomorrow is the day I thank my mother for her dream. 
Tomorrow I’m going to walk on to that stage
take that blank piece of paper and cry. 
Cry, that I was blessed to have had you for 16 gorgeous years. 
Cry, that when everyone else will have their parents in the audience
I have my mother in heaven giving me all the blessings. 
Cry, because with my heart I will write down
your beautiful name on  that blank piece of paper
and let them know my mother achieved her dream.
A dream of independence and her firstborn gave her a hand.

This paper belongs to you

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