To my dear mama, my sun who always shines bright
I know a woman, so good and true
Who has won the love of all who know her
She is worth far more than rubies
And I am blessed to call her 'Mother'.
She is cloaked in wisdom and humility
A heart filled with tender compassion
She warms the souls of those around her
And she is one of God's dearest ones.
Is there a sacrifice so noble and brave
Than to give up your dreams for love's sake?
Yes, she gave up the heights she could reach
To embrace the cross and what God had willed.
She spent her strength and her time
To raise two unworthy children
She said the fear of the Lord was
The only inheritance she could give them
So they tell her this day, "Inspite of all,
we fall short, for we are still so full of fault
Yet some day, we promise that you'll see
The fruit of the labour your love has wrought"
On earth perhaps, she has no reward,
Her labour of love is unseen
Yet I can only imagine her father's glad smile
When the gates of heaven stand open!
From your sunflower,
With love....
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