She’s amazing to the eyes,
A joy to the heart.
For everything that I am,
Mother is a part.
I can never repay
All that she has done.
If asked who’s deserving—
Surely Momma is the one.
Momma, I’ll always love you.
*From: Reflections of Life by W. Salley. 1997.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem