To my mother who always loved me.
To my mother whose love sometimes never let me be.
The compassionate mother whose love decorated my behind.
The wonderful mother who taught me to be kind.

Mother whom I love yet at times I had doubt.
My mother who pared me from the me who was a lout.
The beautiful love that tucked my blankets, every night.
My mother who thought she was always right.

This special person who spent sleepless nights awake.
The special woman whom I wish death would never take.
The only person, in this ever-changing universe, whose love will forever remain.
Though sometimes she makes me mad, her love is what keeps me sane.

The mother who I once contemplated leaving.
The mother whom my lies, sometimes, ended up deceiving.
The mother who was with me even after I had broken her heart.
The mother from whom nothing can take me apart.

There is no accounting for your colossal sacrifice.
And your invaluable, sometimes wrong, advice.
At times we were happy and sometimes I felt like strangling you.
When either of us has ascended, memories will remain in the mind like glue.

To the mother I wished could have left me alone:
Our requited love our disappointments shall atone.
Though I wish to praise you and thank you, nothing will show my appreciation.
Nothing will give your invaluable teachings any depreciation

All I wish to say is, 'Thank You.'�
At a loss of a better emotion, I love You.
By Siyaduma Noël Biniza, for Mother

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