Mom

Momma tell me

How should I thank

How can I reward you

Well, how can I?

For nine months you carried me

Birthed me before nine

With me for nine years by your side

And morales you taught me.

You struggled much

Just to put me in comfort

Every battle you fought

Just to see me flying high.

My life you made pure

Even though you had nothing

You schooled me

With the little, you got from the nasty job.

Congratulations my Queen

My supper woman

Momma, you are my hero

And my prayers God will grant you

Love you mamaa