I walk through every street
Rummaging every city
till dust covers my feet
and my limbs grow weary. . .

I squint so I can see
maybe there’s another afar
Finally, it comes to me
you really are that star.

You are the best blessing
every child can get,
the sweetest lesson
never to forget.

My sky loses its blue
my ‘i’ misses its dot
when I’m far from you
my frame disowns my cloth!

You make me fly high
as you kneel in my stead
you make my pains sigh
as you sit by my bed.

I cherish you for ever
so much that words flee
they can’t convey the matter-
you mean the world to me!

I love you,ma mere.
I always will.

~For mothers~