The love of a mother always remains,
and not even death can loosen the reins
of ceaselessly wanting the best for you —
unselfishly praying that all you do
provides you with keys that open the gate
to wishes fulfilled and a joyous fate.
Recalling her days of walking the earth,
you now understand the measureless worth
of onerous duties and thankless chores —
postponing her own dreams to open doors
so you could receive the things you required
to help you achieve all that you desired.
Her love never ends; it neither depends
on errors you make nor actions you take.
You sense she’s around, then a hush profound
arises within — where she’s always been.
Alive in your heart, she never will part
from a piece of herself she holds dear.
Be still, and know that she’s here!
Despite the changes the world undergoes,
from mother to child, the love ever flows!