What can I say about my mother?
I have just the one and no other.
She labored and brought me into this world;
Whenever I was sad, in her arms I was curled.
She was my friend, she was my teacher,
Cheering me on from up in the bleacher,
Supporting me through each endeavor,
losing faith or hope in me — never.
So much time you devoted to me,
Put your career on hold, you worked for free.
A thankless job, however, it is not;
Your sacrifices won’t be easily forgot.
A mother’s heart I can’t comprehend:
Capacity for love, ability to mend.
Together we laugh, together we cry,
Sometimes not even knowing why.
Late nights talking and drinking tea
Around the dinner table, just you and me.
Well, Baba and Abby were there too
But it was extra special because of you.
To you I can always speak my mind;
Wisdom and encouragement I can find.
I called just to say, “I love you, goodnight”
But we ended up talking most of the night.
Thank you for all that you have done.
Raising me was tough, but I hope it was fun.
May the Lord bless you abundantly, I pray,
Through this poem to you on Mother’s Day.
Ai ni, Mama! Happy Mother’s Day!