You're indeed to me like a manna
You're a priceless gem
Much more the just gem
When I was nothing
You made me something
When I can't do anything
The gentle rock and roll of your wall
makes me feel tall
You brought me to the world
With the greatest pain at my birth
Yet you never stop taking the pain
To take me through the pain
And yet you never let me feel the pain
For you've taken it all in my place
In the sun, in the rain
In the winter and summer
You're always there for me
On my little cradle bed
You sit there watching out
Fearing not to lose me out
In the darkness of the night
You remain sleepless all night long
Watching me to be alright
Whenever I'm not aright
You make me to feel alright
Sweet Mama
You mean a lot to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! am I permitted to copy this poem and send it to my mum? What a nice one!