To the woman who gave me birth,

Who helped me realize my worth.

When it seemed dark everywhere,

You held my hand with deepest care.

The day I started walking, you rejoiced,

Smiling gently, your eyes moist.

You were the one who beamed with pride,

Each time I took a dream-filled stride.

For us, you sacrificed everything,

Left no loose ends in our upbringing.

You gave your best; fulfilled our wishes,

Each day wrapped in hugs and kisses.

Today I’m writing what words can’t convey,

We can’t live without you;even for a day.

For you, I whisper each night in strife,

A silent prayer: may God give you a long life.

Without you, we are incomplete,

Even success feels like a defeat.

So here’s my heart on this special day,

To thank you, Mom, in every way.


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