She smiles and I can see right through her perfectly bleached teeth.

Her bright blue eyes, like crystals
always glowing with passion.
I can see how much she loves me
and she knows that I love her.

Through all the pain, I can still see the
Beauty.

She's always so strong and always,
always so wonderful. Even when she's sad, she still has a fire.

She inspires me and I love her. Because she is my mother.

I know her favorite flower, her fondest memory, how she falls asleep at night, her only source of happiness. I know her, and I know her soul. Because she is my mother and I love her.