The laughter, cries because the tears were felt inside
Agony and pain, my heart grew insane
Questions and answers, no guide to a mother’s quest
Encouragement, accomplishments—the greatest was my son’s perseverance.
Sickness and health
Oh! What a mother does to nourish her child’s health
Cheering, supporting…
These years are steadily floating
Memories and mountains, it seems time never changed
Observing and smiling, I don’t remember disappointments
1, 8, 10, now eighteen—that’s a win
Guided and relied, when was a manual formed for a mother to see her son fly?
Embrace…eighteen years of sacrifice just to see my son win
Role model, excited, the laughter on your face was inviting
Heartbreaks were no mistake
The lessons learned were meant to take place
Sorrow didn’t last; tomorrow
Your light in eighteen years put a smile on this mother’s face
The ups and downs…I’m a proud mother who stood around
Compassion, warmth…
LOVE
18 years poured inside a son’s heart
Evolve…
Each step takes you to a place of no regrets.
An 18-year-old who loves cereal. I enjoyed eating cereal with my son at the “Wanna Spoon Cereal Bar”—there is always a kid in each of us.
1 Corinthians 13:13 – And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
You and I Inspired Me 