To Mother, Queen of my heart

Pangs of labour only a mother would know,
To bring forth her new-born, God’s creation bestowed.
With tender love and care she cuddled me to her bosom,
Those long restless nights to her were never tiresome.

As I crawled and struggled to take my first steps,
What joy would have radiated on mother’s dear face.
To see her precious bundle grow before her very eyes,
Remembering the infant’s bubbly gurgles and squeaky little cries.

As years rolled by, she taught me right from wrong,
Mother’s knowledge and discipline have made me very strong.
With her loving words of advice, I now stand on my own,
The ladder of success I’ve climbed, with the guidance she has shown.

As a grandmother, the love for her grandchildren keep her on her feet,
Her fairy tales and sweet lullabies gently rock them off to sleep.
Memories of her own offspring bring a smile to her now wrinkled face,
The full circle of life she’s reached in such a short space.

Mother Dearest, as you enter the twilight years of your life,
With love and gratitude I’ll do all I can to be by your side.
Thank you, Mother, for all you’ve given from the very start,
You are and will always be – Mother, the Queen of my heart.

By Antonette De Cruze, Rajagiriya