Strange how the smell of certain food
Evokes strong memories of childhood
Toasted rolls bathed in butter and jam
Sandwiches loaded with cheese and ham
Made by the world's greatest woman-my mum
Sunday mornings meant hot stews
Relaxing, reading the weekend news
Lunch was usually ready about noon
I'd already sampled heaps off her wooden spoon
She was the greatest cook -my mum
On TV the wrestling would play
Mario Milano was saving the day
My dad would yell if I was in his way
My mum chastised him to his dismay
-Always my hero- my mum
Evenings the smell of cooking sauce
Meant spaghetti again of course
Tough cheap meat she stewed all day
In your mouth it melted clean away
She was a magician- my mum
School afternoons we'd come starving home
She'd readied snacks of jam and scones
We'd gulp them down and out we'd run
Playing together in the afternoon sun
Under the watchful eyes of our guardian angel-my mum
Soon we married and moved on
There was only mum and dad at home
But she cooked sauces to help us out
If you needed anything give a shout
Always ever thoughtful-my mum
My dad's now gone and she lives alone
Refuses to be a burden to anyone
She does not cook much anymore
There's no one left to cook for
She simply makes do -my mum
But on special occasions she comes around
Cooking for us the best meals in town
The smells take me back to childhood days
With teary eyes I try to thank her in a thousand ways
But she brushes it off and kisses me
That is all the thanks she wants from me- - my mum
But I persevere and hold her close
I need to thank her before she goes
How much she did for her family
Only Heaven knows
I thank you mum for comforting me
When I was dispirited and lonely
When I thought that I could not go on
You were there
When things went well you shared my joy
Always so proud of your little boy
Minor achievements were celebrated too
There was no mum who fussed quite as much as you
When I lucked out in love and grieved at night
You assured me everything would turn out right
I never thought the sun would rise again
But it did - -thanks mum
Your morals and wisdom you imparted to me
They've brought me through life honestly
I'm not rich but I sleep at night
- - thanks mum
And when dad passed you eased our pain
Pushing me to move on again
You hid your feelings so we'd not see you cry
Even though you were hurting much more than I
- -thanks mum
You did your best to carry on
Not wanting to burden anyone
Alone in a house with everyone gone
I don't know how you do it -my mum
Always a good word for everyone
You're always laughing full of fun
And when you were cranky we called your bluff
But we retreated when we knew you had enough
And your ready smile returned to brighten up our lives - - thanks mum
And most of all mother with all these words I wrote
I must conclude with a personal note
Thank you mum for all your fuss
Thank you mum for spoiling us
And thank you for simply just having me - - my mum.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
These ones we love so much and owe so much to.