You call her a mother; she lives on earth 
I sensed the level of her duty
With due regard of honour, she: a mirth
I call her the murdered yet a beauty

All the pains of living for another
All mothers living a life bewildered 
Many flee near when they could not further 
Physical absence but present blizzard

None is worth to cause her forget her wards 
Of all is to strengthen her course the more 
Never for once cease coming afterwards 
Peace be unto all mothers in this war

Laughing out loud to play with her children 
To make all smile even she cries inside
Taking unto challenges through the glen 
To make you cope with stress when so distressed

The auto strength of the beauty goddess  
Get not exhausted till the last breath drop
The grace that fuels her willing sacrifice 
Makes her feel better handling each sound flop

God bless all mothers and mothers to be
To eat plentiful the fruit of their labors
Cause thy favor to shine on all, I plea
And turn around a new leaf the sabres

Happy mother's day!