As I look back and ponder
at my nurse, teacher and counselor,
I realize that she was none other
but MY MOTHER.
She was the cook, cleaner, friend,
all rolled into one.
How everything she could understand
I still cannot comprehend.
It was her love for me
that drove her on
to do all those sacrifices for me.
Thank you Ma for bieng there for me.
Thank you Ma for everything.
January 22, 2011 at 8.15 A.M.