Mother Poem by Sudais Green

They kept us alive, we make them endure,
we wither, when they care not,
we blossom, when they do care,

Forever, we cannot shake off the dust of their touch,
the rays of their warm gaze,
and the affirnity from their heart.
It's even crazy to think about that.

How special and extraodinary they are among all creatures?
They display love in it's raw form,
exhibit care in it's pure state,
and nurture passion from it's real source.

That is why when I take a moment of reflection,
a while of remembrance,
and a period of appreciation,
I yell out 'mother! '