Because you are my mother
You are the light of my sight
The softness in my voice
And the awareness in my perception.
Because you are my mother
You are the planter of all that's good in me;
My pure intentions are the fruits
Of what you sowed;
When I give it's you who gave.
Because you are my mother
You are the instigator of my first smile
The applauder of my first phrase
And the strength in my first step.
Because you are my mother
You are the perfect gift
The perfect nurturer
The perfect carrier.
You are
God's chosen spirit for my inception;
The perfect schooling for my growth;
You are the university
From which non ever graduate.
Because you are my mother
The Divine made you perfect
For me.
Your form was made perfect
Your nature was made perfect
Your kindness, perfect
Your love, perfect.
Because you are my mother.
You are the
Mirror of my looking glass;
And when I look hard
You make me
See me,
And my imperfections.
Because you are my mother
You are made for the honor of giving
And because I am your daughter
I am so used to always taking
And are ill equipped for the role of giving;
Because you are my mother.
.Safi Abdi, 2015
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