To My Mother: A Poem by Pema Yangdon


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An epitome of limitless love;
Soaring high above the horizon,
Sinking fathomless under the sea.
In every corner of the world,
Everyone embraces the warmth
That radiates from you.

An epitome of amazing grace;
Alluring even the tiniest creature,
Your smile fascinates the spirits.
To all who catch a glimpse of you,
May happiness conquer struggles
Like a gently flowing river.

Not to all do I offer my gratitude,
Not to all do I seek suggestions,
But to my mother, I turn to you—
Every day, for everything.


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