Poetry to a mother
Nothing more sublime and charming,
Like a cotton caress,
Reassures the soul of your pigeon.
Balsam of love,
That vanishes all pain.
Unrivaled miracle of the heart,
It is your smile of peace and blessing.
Queen of Hearts.
Princess of colors.
Angel of illusions.
Sunflower forging.
It is a treasure of brave people.
Coat of springs.
Flower of the troubadour,
My mother is a miracle of love.
