Mom

In the beginning,

You were a hand to hold,

You took care of me,

When I was sick with a cold.

 

The years went on,

And days went by,

You would comfort me,

When I would cry.

 

As I was growing up,

You came and held me,

I am sure it became hard,

For you to set me free.

 

Now we are six hours away,

I can always phone you,

Because you are my Mom,

And are very special too.

 

I want to thank you,

For all that you have done,

I am sure it wasn’t easy,

In the long run.

 

I am so glad,

That you are my Mother,

You are unique,

And unlike no other.

 

Mom you have,

Helped me each day,

In so many,

Different ways.

 

I know thank you,

It is not enough,

As your job,

Is very tough.

 

So Mom,

Please know I love you,

And this feeling,

Will always stay true.

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By bharatiauglay08