It took me a long time to really see just how special my mother is. As I’ve grown older, I’ve realized how truly rare it is to have a mom like mine. She’s a seemingly indestructible pillar of love and energy. No matter how bad things got, she handled every challenge without ever once feeling sorry for herself. I sometimes regret how little I appreciated that. Now, I see the truth clearly: No one else could have raised me like she did. She once told me, “It’s not up to anyone but me to decide what i can and can’t do in life.” Every time I’m about to give up, I think about those words. Everyone thinks their mom is the best, but mine truly is. Strong, determined. That’s my mom. And I love her now more than ever .
Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My Mother.
When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.
Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.
And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who wast so very kind to me,
My Mother?
Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward they care,
My Mother.
When thou art feeble, old and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My Mother. Happy birthday to you mom wish you long life and prosperity in good and sound health. You will live long to reap the fruit of your labor. More of this on the land of living.. Amen..
