When we turn the pages of life, we see our failures, anguish, pain, happiness… and all those memories of laughter and sorrow… yet, those agonies are all gone once we are at the last page of the story of our life… Death is that one fearful truth which we all are going to face… and only one strong hand will hold us tight until and unless she feels the last breath of our life… and that is our mom…

A poem dedicated to my mother named Antonina.

Mr and Mrs Allure bore their son, who were lawyers,- Allure Junior and hoped he would continue their vision but their son wanted something else: a medical doctor and this he became.

Acrostico del dia de la madre mean’s acrostic of Mother’s Day.

Don’t drink and drive.

Oh Mother you’re everything to me.

When I was growing up,

April Poem A Day Challenge Day six Hiding Poem. Dedicated to my best friend and sister Elizabeth who found out she is pregnant.

April Poem A Day Challenge Day five Something Before Your Time.

Mother Piara in kids.