Mother, an exhaustible word
Ourselves us it across the board
Eyes sparkling with love
Everyone in adoration bow
Naked was I formed in thy womb
A form of my being until the tomb
Myself emanate thy noble fragrance
Every fibre of my being show radiance
Thou strengthened my feet
Then I walked my way to greet
My eyes sparkled with courage
This could be a arrearage
You whispered into God’s ears
That help myself bears
Taught how to talk to God
Thence, my being a laud
Sweetest lady of my first love
I shall abide in you like a dove
My heart gushes to ponder
Despite with it yonder
You are the morning dew
I have none gifts but few
Thou art a jewel precious
I will cherish thou gracious
My being propels a mighty kiss
For thou art today I miss
An intertwined noble bond
I greet thou my dear mother with fond
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