She wakes me early in the morning from my divan
And makes me breakfast while she still can
Gives me milk so I don't fall sick
Packs my school bag and gets me ready for a day's kick
I am happy in class and in school
My launch is always pretty cool
As I eat my rice and stew
It reminds me of midnight and blues
And as the school bell rings
Are motherly care she brings
She holds my hand and together we go home
She buys peanuts and I always get some
She always tells me to take a warm shower
So that my skin would not suffer
We eat together in the evening
And we join in happy night singing
She reads me bed time stories
I sleep too soon and she worries
She tucks me in
So that I keep warm within
I wake tomorrow morning
Sit on my bed and hear pretty bird's humming
I look out of the window
And stare beyond the busy meadow
I was alone
For a mama I never own
For if I did, she would be all
And I would never fall
And as noon sets upon the orphanage
I realize life's a stage
And with time and age
I will live alone and with my emotions wage
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
as an orphan, i would always long for the arms of a mother, for she would be all