MY MOTHER
She's gentle and sensitive
But she seldom gives up.
Through ups and downs
She's always there for us
Bearing the mother's pain
Of labour and raising kids
Of health or mental stress.
Four brothers who made it
Tougher as we grow older.
The hope she pines on us
Were tested umpteen times
Not once did she give up on us.
We aren't the easiest kids
Nor the promising kind
Yet she clings on to the hope
Of her kids doing well finally.
Thank God I have a mother
A mother I could be proud of
Who refuses to give up.
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