My Mother's Day
(To Doris C. Mellers)
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, May 9,2010, @ 4: 35 PM
I can remember back in the day
Being a youth back in Buff Bay
Our clothing you always made
School fee was always paid
Relatives never treating you good
Somehow vigilant you stood
Bearing you always with malice
Tearing down the walls of your palace
I remember growing up without a penny
Love and care we never lacked any
Our garments she would always darn
Amazing things she would make from yarn
My mother would bring me my lunch every day
That's my Mom for she is just that way
She'd chase the monsters from under my bed
She made sure her family was always fed
No words that could ever convey
The deepest love I have for her every day
Above her, I would never put anyone
She is brighter than the morning sun
She is the very source of my strength and power
Above all others, she'll always tower
She believes in me like no other
I love you for you are my mother
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a son who understands and adores and loves the mother....people think that sacrifice is the duty of motherhood.....i am a mother and i enjoyed your poem very much...the smooth flow of words and the rhyme are appreciable...