To admire, to aspire, to the light of my world A font of all knowledge, a wise owl to be heard Who says “as it isâ€, with favour and grace My mother of course, in number one place. No one could ask for the love that she gives It comes from the heart, deep from within No judgement or scorn, no wrath from above She gives, never takes, unconditional love. I confide when I’m down, any subject allowed Can tell her my woes, my fears when I frown She comforts my doubts, and gives me the strength To face a new day, whatever the length. The world has been blessed with a wonderful “gal†That believes in the right to stand strong and tall She holds her head proud and faces the world Damning the wrong doers, the crooks and the fools She grieves for the sorrow, the hurt and the tears The plight of the needy, their struggles, their fears She would give her last dinner, the breath that she’s got To comfort, to nurture, to make good what’s not The future of children lay deep in her heart The poor lost souls that haven’t a chance She values her time in three score plus ten But cant turn back time to help them again Words don’t express the way that I feel The love for my mum is ever so real I value the moments I give her a hug And to tell her I love her……….and I truly do.