I do not recollect the sacrifices, but you have always left me in awe,
When I remember that I was once a babe, without speech and you understood me!
Only you could tell when I was hungry, when I am feeling cold, uncomfortable and lonely.
Sometimes I do wonder what magic you used to know what my feelings were.
Oh sweet mother!
How did you do it? Putting me first and making the most of the day?
How you prepared my now favourite food that no 5 star restaurant could replicate.
Mother, you know better than the doctors, psychologist together.
Even though we fight, nobody gets me like you do, and for that sweet mother, you're my guardian angel.