There are asorments of names for mothers. Like mum, mom, mommy, ma, mama, and others that I just can't say them all.
From past to present. Their always there when needed and even when you don't want them want to be. Their love is boundless and sees no end. They believe in your dreams even if there a bit foolish at times. Their a kid at heart with the mind combined and always only kind, but stern on the outside of the mind. You'll only ever know when you have your own.
You'll only ever know when you have your own. Hahahaa, captivatingly funny. Everybody has one.
A lovely tribute to all mums world over. I like the articulation and insight of the piece, as it captured the endless love and sacrifices mothers make for their children all the time. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I call her 'ami'. In my country some call their mothers 'mami', I think I couldn't mention the 'm' so it became 'ami'. She's in heaven now. Thanks Shania for this poem.