Happy Birthday Mom

It's 14th July, like every year,

Yet there's nothing special to share.

Except for those fragile moments I do have,

Laying my head on her soft cushion like a lap.

No glaze in the skin or pomade in hair,

My first love, for 22 she showers upon me care.

The first woman to hold my hand,

To teach me how to fall then stand.

She was there when I first dashed against a stone,

She was there when I crushed my bone.

Not even bones but also I got scars in the heart,

But she was the one never let me fall apart.

A woman like her, I never have seen

In my whole lifetime, she makes me so keen.

A patient woman with a delicate heart,

Behind my success in each step in every part.

Now I am married, I have a family of my own,

But how can I forget the one to whom I am a son?

Yes, this is my mom, and she is 49 years old,

And this is the day when a person was born so bold.

She is a liar to lie all her pain,

She showers happiness upon people like rain. 

She is a traitor to misled any devil.

She has turned me into a saint from an evil.

Today is no special, but to me she is,

Cause without her I am a troubled water fish.

So no more celebration only I wish to stay,

In your lap the whole day.

Recalling my childhood, recalling what's lost,

And never let it go at any cost.