A Teacher, A Philosopher, A Guide,
all your fault and flaws She hides.
A Cook, A Dresser, A Maid,
to make you glow, she happily fades.
A smile on your face is all she needs,
your deepest wounds she heels.

Sometimes she shouts and she screams,
but it is only to fulfill your Dreams.
Your sorrow and pain brings tears to her eyes,
all your orders she honestly abides.

Your success is her aim,
your achievements bring her Fame.
What a pity she is an unpaid slave,
ever wondered who is this wonderful Dame.
Ah Yes it can only be our MOTHER’S Fate.