Son make your mom proud,
And she willsend you blessings from above.
Make her so proud in such a way that,
She visits you every night in your dreams.
Every little chance you get, do something that will make her smile.
Read the bible,
Feed the hungry and poor,
Accommodate the homeless,
Love your neighbour,
Pray for inmates,
Pray for patients, et cetera.
Go get the nets, et cetera.
Go fish and bring crates
Next to the cold harbour.
Teach fishing skills to the penniless
So that they become moor.
Son remain strong but humble,
l promise that will make your mother in heaven smile
And she will give you a box full of lemon creams.
Sing her songs that are so close to her heart,
And you will eat food so plenty and fly above like a dove.
Son make your mom very proud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem