Mothers, Our Roots.

She is my friend, 

And she's my guide, 

When I am in pain, 

She's always at my side. 

She held my hand when I was an infant, 

Oh! How can I explain a mother so brilliant! 

How can someone be so caring, 

I wonder, 

How can someone be so loving, 

I ponder. 

She helps me, 

Whatever the case, 

When I am sad, 

I get a tight embrace. 

Who are the greatest people, 

Of all the others? 

It's you,

All the dear mothers. 

For all the hardworking mothers.