La Mamma: di Robin Kay Broussard

A poem written for me on mother’s day by my daughter, Robin Kay Broussard. She’s in the 3rd grade and they gave the kids a choice of copying down a poem or making up their own. Robin chose the latter and I’m quite proud of her. In Italian it’s in rhyming couplets; my translation doesn’t achieve the same but I’ve done my best.


Translated it’s a bit like this:

You are mine

dear Mama,

with you

in my heart a breadth is born.

I love you very much,

both on days stormy and those serene.

From my heart to my fingertips,

you are the queen of my life.

You’re pretty and laughing,

full of life, content and smiling.

Robin Kay Broussard (9 years old)

By bonniemcclellan

Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy.

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