You
are my mother
I owe you all
My hair, my eyes
My chin, my brow
I can never repay the
debt I owe
A debt you never
thought about before
A debt you would most
adamantly refuse to spell
For, good or bad,
For right or wrong,
I am that glimmer that
can’t be drowned
To you, I am that perfection
you’ll always dote upon
I am the ideal within each your
songs
The only place to feel home when I
feel drowned
The one true space when I feel
less than strong
And in you, I see the good
in me
You
are the mirror, ever showing the best sides of my reality
And in you, I am told I am the best that’s ever been
You
instill belief, which still breeds a possibility,
That
deep beneath my every sin, you’ll only ever see the good within
You are my mother, the only one there
could have been
And I’ve been blessed to be your son
You are my mother, the best any could
ever choose as home
You’ve given all, all for me
From the right to breathe, to this
flesh and bone
I can never repay for the life you’ve
given,
Nor can I give thanks enough, for teaching me to bet,
The man to which I’ve grown into
And
what you’ve given is all you could
My
accomplishments, my feats
Owe
homage to you deeply,
Yet
my maladies are not a burden you can own
Those
are on fate and me alone,
And
despite the powerlessness in your stare
You
still always find a way to push the boundaries in your own flair
Love’s
the light that guides the blind
And
love’s the thing I think of when I dream
A
spotlight on all in life, the power, the gift of mind
A
sacred verse never out of sight
A
passage and direction, always caring, ever here
You
are my mother, a fact I’m blessed to own
The
one thing I wouldn’t change if I even could,
A
reality so profound, it makes even the darkest of days
A
reality clearly understood and entirely well pronounced.
And
each night before I close my eyes,
I
say an extra prayer, for all the unborn
Children
yet to come, to be so lucky
To
have a mother who loves them even half as much
As
you’ve always showered your love on me.
