I don't know why I worry;
When you always working hastily,
To find a way;
To brighten up my day.
Never resting;
Always at work,
Day or night;
Paving a way for this life.
How do I ever thank you;
For all you do for me,
No amount of words can explain;
The dept you have touched me.
You see beyond my eyes can see;
You reveal to me what's needed to be,
You take the greatest care of me;
How could I ever thank thee.
It's true when they say;
It's you who loves me the most,
When I find you listening to all I say;
It's true you love me the most.
I hope I please you;
In the things I choose to do,
May it comfort your heart;
In this way God I thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wrote this poem for myself, all through my experience. So its not a speculation, its the truth.