Mom
She is a queen of the nations,
A mother in every generation,
She doesn't care whether you're warm-blooded,
For what flows in her veins is only love.
She nurtured me with her breast,
Bestowing blessings upon me.
What I know exactly is she deserves the name Mom.
A person with a name, but a name is a person.
Four letters of a word can't make her so powerful,
But love makes her be.
She carried me on her shoulders,
Showing me the world until they were bent.
She looked after me until she became blind.
From her blood and pain, we were born,
Through her sorrow and heartbreak,
We found a sweet life. Your legacy, forever near!
Her pure soul shines bright,
A beacon in the darkest night,
Her love, an endless tide,
In her embrace, we confide.
She faced the storms, unyielding and brave,
Sacrificing all, so we could be saved.
Her heart, a vessel of boundless grace,
In her eyes, we found our place.
Though time may bend her frame,
And trials may bring her shame,
Her spirit remains untamed,
A mother's love, eternally proclaimed.