This is a lowly tribute to my beloved mother who has been a pillar of strength and inspiration to us her children.
A real lady – that is my mom,
so passionate in her desire
for each of us to weave our dreams
and find our rightful little niche.
Lost her father at seventeen,
married our own at age eighteen,
barely twenty, a first-time mom-
wife, mother, nanny, and student.
With nine children she has been blessed;
two had never e’en seen her face.
Together, she and dear papa
vowed to raise us all with God’s grace.
Through the frayed streets of poverty,
beyond endless times of motherhood,
and over hectic college days,
she strived to become a teacher.
Driven by a will so intense,
she got her diploma at last;
and started her teaching career,
while rearing three little children.
Onwards, she guided her fam’ly,
Through the ragged highways of life-
a constant source of light and strength,
a steady wind beneath our wings.
Ever since, my mother has been
a warm presence during cold days,
a strong pillar when troubles strike,
and a great friend that’s always there.
For many years I’ve spent this day,
miles away from my dear mother;
but this year it won’t be the same,
as I am making a poem for her.
This poem is but a lowly gift,
and short of all my mom’s beauty;
but how can a poem ever be
as lovely as my dear mother?
Thank you so much, everyone…
Princess, I would be honored, thanks.
Christine, yes my mom is truly amazing, she is great!
Papaleng, would just like to be ahead in greeting her, 
Excellent piece. Very heartfelt and expressive. Your mama would be proud to read this coming from you. And she really seems like an amazing mother. You are very blessed.
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