I remember mother staying up <br />all night when I was sick. <br />She held my hand, with tear filled eyes <br />on my first day of school. <br />Many nights mom was there to help <br />ease my heartaches and crushes. <br />Mother would make me strive for my goals, <br />she always said, 'Hold your head high! ' <br />This isn't a stroll down memory lane <br />this is a thanks for your sacrifices for me. <br />I cannot repay you money wise, but <br />I can repay you with love and respect. <br />My hope is that my children admire me, <br />only half as much as I do you.<br /><br />Mahfooz Ali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-70/
