My deeds can gratify your name
And my deeds can give you shame
But all you know is that I'm your son
And for whatever I need you do the best you can
Mother! You are unique and always the same
Whenever I do wrong you still get the blame
Sometimes I spoil your plan
You whip me and I run
But you still keep me in your frame
And it goes on like a game
Whenever I do something bad
You become angry and sad
But in a few moments you forgive me
And your heart is settled and free
Sometimes I work hard
And I feel in my heart that you're so glad
It only needs me to obey thee
But of course life swings and shakes like a tree
It crashes the flooding love in the bright sky
To the cloudy set of hate on my mums fate
And up to date
I can count the tears in my mums eye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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