She’s the bravest woman I know,
the most selfless person I’ve ever met.
She’s only little but what she does
are far more greater things.
She works with wonders through her hands:
blossoming garden, tasty treats,
wonderful home and she fixes whatever
is needed to fix.
Her faith is immeasurable.
She’s always calm during a storm and
earthquakes won’t ruin her sleep.
She was never involved with shallow fights
or even gossip with neighbors.
Her respect to people is always there
whatever their status is.
She exudes so much positivity.
She makes sure to watch her words
and watch out before she speaks.
She always lift other people’s spirits
and she’s happy doing her thing.
She’s always praised for having good taste,
she dress herself fashionably effortless
without spending a penny.
Although we have four decades gap,
it doesn’t define her years.
She is forever young compared to her age.
She is loved by everyone and so her company.
She’s surprisingly strong.
Her challenges are like mountains
compared to her physique.
I witnessed it all when I was young.
Where things then are far from my learnings.
I often misunderstood her judgement.
But, now at this better age…
I appreciate her more.
I’m so amazed of what she’s done during
when she’s at this stage.
She loves to read Thy words and
and she offers good advise.
No doubt, it came from years and years
of handful of good experience.
Where her faith was tested and
successfully made it through.
She finds no excuse in helping others,
and help them in time of need.
Now that I’m older,
I thank her for everything…
Her sacrifices, love and support,
and all the challenges she had to surpass
together with us all throughout the years.
Now, I wish I could do even just half
of what she has done.
For it’s never a joke and a million miles
far from easy to be in her shoes
to carry the hardships she has gone through.
I wish I could be as half as good as my mom…
For a pride of a daughter is great having
such a faithful mom.