Mama: When I, at first came to be She was the road and the vehicle That conveyed me safe here And as I start to grow she remained still The path that I tread Even if it's slippery at times It comforts that she awaits me at the end of the road To hug and say "Well done, you have done well" If today, this path leaves my side The places she occupied I will walk on Like she remains there still And she waits for me still... When I go through hard times I forge ahead despite all odds Because I know I need to make her proud My hero and my motivator - My mother; the road that leads to all places And who will remain immortal
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