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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