To her I'll be a child
And to me, She'll be my mother
Even if my height exceeds 5 feet
She'll be the last to bother
She Caresses me like her baby
And scolds me left & right
She'll wipe my tears from my eyes
And in her arms, wrap me tight
At Times I make her sad
By Doing things I shouldn't
By going against her wishes
By speaking words of utter torment
After realization dawns upon me
I always try and be sorry
Cause I know she's my mother
And she'll always forgive me
I might forget her worth at times
And that's like the worst, I can do
For She's the person, we all must,
Be always grateful to.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem. thanks for sharing