Mother

That woman who stands up with strong emotions

Emotions of love, not hatred

Emotions for peace, not violence

Emotions for everyone, even me

She holds my hand whenever I am about to fall

She reaches to my call all the time even in that loud, noisy crowd

I walk behind her like her shadow

She the ray, she's showing me the right way

She sacrifices a lot not only for me but also for my brother 

And when I ask her "How are you so perfect?"

She says "I am not perfect but you can be one."

My eyes open hearing all this from this lady

She is not famous

But capable of all the things I have seen

You know who she is,

She's my own dear mother.