My Miracle Mother
Mom, I look at you, and see a walking miracle.
Your unfailing love without limit,
your ability to soothe my every hurt,
the way you are on duty, unselfishly,
every hour, every day,
makes me so grateful
that I am yours, and you are mine.
With open arms and open heart,
with enduring patience and inner strength,
you gave so much for me,
sometimes at your expense.
You are my teacher,
my comforter, my encourager,
appreciating all, forgiving all.
Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,
but I don’t now, and I never will again.
I know that everything I am today
relates to you and your loving care.
I gaze in wonder
as I watch you being you
my miracle, my mother.
By Joanna Fuchs
This mother poems often show my appreciation to my mom (Aziah bt Mohd Salleh) and my beloved wife (Norhayati Abd Hadi). This Mother's Day poem for my mom and my lovely wife to thanks her for all she's done for me and my son (Muhammad Adam Danial Haqiem).
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