M is for the million things she gave me,
O means only that she’s growing old.
T is for the tears she shed to save me,

H is for her heart of purest gold.

E is for her eyes, with love light shining.

R means right, and right she’ll always be.

Mother is just a simple word,

But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.

She sets me straight and then sets me free,

And that’s what the word “Mother” means to me?

Our Mother is the Sweetest and most delicate of all.

She knows more paradise

Than angles can recall,

She’s not only beautiful

But passionately young,

Playful as a kid, yet wise

As one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life

A bubbling, laughing spring.

She is at once the field and bower.

In which our hearts take root

She is at once the sea and shore.

Our freedom and our past,

With her we launch our daring ships

Yet keep the things that last.

Our Mother is so wonderful

So gentle, yet so strong

The many ways she shows she cares

Always make me feel I belong

For all the things I didn’t say

About how I felt along the way

She guides me and wishes me the best

She cheers me up; she fills my cup

With tenderness, com what may

Good or bad, happy or sad

She supports me; she always comes through

Her unfailing love without limit

Her ability to soothe my every pain

So, for all the times I didn’t say

The love I felt for her each day,

Happy Mother’s Day!

Nhan Truong

Vovinam San Jose

Peoms contest 2008