When flowers bloom,
In the springtime,
You are already blossomed.
When the summer sun,
Shines on us children,
You have already warmed us.
When the autumn leaves,
Begin to change colours,
You have already inspired us.
When the first snowflake,
Trickles down on our noses,
You have already made us smile.
And through every season,
You’ve provided us
With care, and nourishment
Every day
You’ve sacrificed your time and freedom,
To our benefits.
And each morning
Your dignity goes unnoticed
And forgotten,
And only once,
Once every year,
Do we think of thanking you.
'this poem was written for my mother, on mother's day May 11,2008'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A mother knows that she is loved, but you can teach yourself to be mindful and thoughtful. Kiss her hello and hold her close and tell her you love her.