My mother is …

My strength when I am weak

My voice when I can’t speak

My eyes when i can’t see

And it takes me when I can’t walk

My finances when I don’t have any

Many people have left my life

But my mother has always been there

To count through thick and thin

Take my troubles when I’m in trouble

Bear my pain when I am in pain

And you ask who my mother is?

My mother is an ocean of knowledge

A stream of wisdom

A person of tremendous depth and experience.

She is my teacher, I am her student

She teaches me to survive the elements.

She teaches me not to panic, but to trust my buoyancy.

When i’m in an ocean

She is an aquatic expert who directs me to shore.

I’m no longer drowning

Because she goes ahead directing me

I hear your voice in the whisper of the winds

And she echoes me to hold onto my inner abilities

To reach my destination and the distant shore

She teaches me not to fight in the ocean

But to go with the flow of the stream in the water

Now I see ripples in the water

They are waves of hope

I can’t see the shores

But one day I’ll be able to touch the shores

In time I’ll feel the sand under my feet

I will reach my destiny

I’ll be a seashell on the beach

Mommy, my gratitude is as immense as sand and deep as the sea

Thank you for helping me survive the elements of time.

My mother is a star

A ball of gas that is held together by its own gravity.

She shines through the rain or the dark

She lights my way and lights my mind

She leads me when I’m lost

When she is angry, she is sad

When she’s sad, she’s red

Like the north star that remains static

Our friendship will last until the end of time

No one and nothing in life will come between us

My mother is a survivor

She works in the rain, sun or snow

Thank you for being a supplier

And giving me the last meal on your plate

For the days that we were without eating

For the days that we were less dressed

You always carry us through

Walk miles to find food on dangerous terrain

Walking for days, he will never forget

Putting your safety at risk

Being there when they need you is amazing

Although there are other mothers out there

In the million, you are the one I will choose to be my mother!

My mother is a gardener

She tills the land, she plants the seed,

Grow and care for different flowers that your effort produces

She helped my seed deeply embedded and suffocated in the ground.

Break the earth and flourish

She has taught me patience, understanding, and tolerance.

Due to their hard work and effort, I broke through obstacles and barriers that were in front of me.

My mother helps me see the similarities and differences in the types of flowers and plant life around me.

She helps me eliminate anything that is detrimental to my growth and development.

Like a plant, she helped me come into my own

And recognize the uniqueness of who I am

It has been a difficult task for both of us

She the gardener and I plant her

With each of our undeniable uniqueness, effort and care

We are producing new life and wealth.

I choose to be parietal, one that is reborn every year and grows back more beautifully than previous years.

I am aware of the beauty that the gardener has in my life.

Because she has worked hard to maintain this plant.

I recognized that I am part of a beautiful botanical garden.

Now I am deeply rooted and committed to self-preservation.

I appreciate all that this gardener helped me develop as I faced the challenges on an annual basis.

Through your work, I hope to be a gardener.

My mother is love

Caress and hopeful

Through your faith I learn to be strong

I love you mom, more than you’ll ever know

You stood up for me when everyone knocked me down

Never doubting that I will have a place in society

Although sometimes I felt that you did not understand

You passed by and showed me your true color

You showed, you were not the enemy

You are a true friend that cannot be found anywhere else in the world.

You have no price

For me, although men are infallible, you are perfect as a dream come true.

You are the queen of my life

I hate those times that I was mad at you

I hate the time that I didn’t listen

I also hate the times you were never appreciated for all your hard and excellent work.

If I could turn back the hands of time, I’ll take them back

I hate the times that I never said thank you

I hate the times that I never said I love you

But today I confess my love for you

I love you so much that I can’t live without you

Just so you know i’ll love you to death

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