Mother 2

MOTHER

You are friend philosopher and guide,

You are the person who has on my success pride.

You are the person who heals my wound.

You are the person who stops all sound.

You are the person who never lives me.

You are the person, who always scolds me,

But only you are the person,

Who thinks of my good.

You are only the person, who gives tasty food,

When you are in a nice mood.

You are the person who ever makes me study,

You play with me as I have no buddy.

Without you life is bad,

Without you life is sad,

Without you I become mad.

You are my mother.

Your place cannot be acquired by any other.

In times of need your helping hand is tall ,

Like a ladder.

By Caesar Borgia