When I see the tears upon her face,
I know she worries how I will win the rat race.
I wish she knew how she lights up the dark,
she is the flame which sparks my heart.
A mentor, teacher, friend, and foe,
these hats she wears to teach me where to go.
I tell her I cannot ever pay her back,
and she asks me who is keeping track?
I wish she understood how much she moves me,
even when our time together was not meant to be.
She is the words through which I write,
the very essence of my will to fight.
Her love and faith the roots of this tree,
which created a fearless me.
Even in her absence, I hope she knows;
she is the reason that mothers are my heroes.
Β© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!
To all the beautiful men and women who play the role of a “mother”, I want to thank you for all the selfless ways that you give. Our mothers are our first loves, our first teachers, and saviours. A mother’s heart is infinite in the love, support and strength they give us. No matter how short their time is with us, who were are is because of them.
So Thank you to ALL THE MOTHERS I have been blessed to know in my life π
