To My Mother

It’s impossible to celebrate
your love in a single day.
It’s impossible to show gratitude
for this life with one thank you.
It’s impossible to speak
about all you’ve done for me.
It’s impossible to compare
your sacrifices with anything else.
And if the word impossible is
found only in a fool’s dictionary,
then I admit that I’m that fool,
for it’s impossible to describe you.
And in the end, this is all I say –
That I will celebrate you every day.

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