FOR MAMA!
I did not know how to talk to you
So I left my diary for you
I used to wonder if you loved me
'Cos you always chided me
My young mind thought it was hatred
But you wanted to keep my heart sacred
I like how you used to pray over me
And gently admonish me
Now I'm a lot older
I hope I am definitely wiser
If only I could be, MAMA,
Half the woman you are!