To the mentor of humans, And the creator of emotions. To the mentor of humans, And the creator of emotions.

Whom to thank first seems like running on ice as I turn fifty today... Whom to thank first seems like running on ice as I turn fifty today...

The poem is to thank for being lucky. The poem is to thank for being lucky.

I went to my bed filling up my tummy, There went another of my age starving. I went to my bed filling up my tummy, There went another of my age starving.

Thank you for everything mother :) Thank you for everything mother :)

The poem shows that we should do something good for our future. The poem shows that we should do something good for our future.