My Mother

I love my mother. More than any other.

She gave me birth, she resembles me, god,

On this earth, she is my teacher,

She is my guide, holding her finger.

I took every stride, my little achievements,

Even make her pride, when things look gloomy,

And stress on the top,

She consoles and keeps alive my hope,

She stands by me, through thick and thin,

It doesn't matter.

I lose or win, many have said.

I'm going to repeat. Heaven lies under mother,s feet.