The one who brought me into this world,
whose touch was like silk and eyes those of pearl.
She'd hold me close all the time,
so no shadow would fall upon my smile.
Through happiness and sorrow she would always be there,
it was she who taught me how to love and care.
Even in her anger I could find the same love,
angels exist here too and not just in heaven above.
We laughed, we cried, we did everything together,
whenever I saw her I felt just better and better.
As I grew older became distant like never,
but a connection like that can't be lost forever
The love the care the warmth is still the same,
they say it's the generation gap that has occupied lots of space.
And now I see grey hair and the face with wrinkle,
whenever she sees me her eyes still twinkle.
She may not be modern and may at times falter,
I know I am no the best son but feel blessed that she is my mother.
whose touch was like silk and eyes those of pearl.
She'd hold me close all the time,
so no shadow would fall upon my smile.
Through happiness and sorrow she would always be there,
it was she who taught me how to love and care.
Even in her anger I could find the same love,
angels exist here too and not just in heaven above.
We laughed, we cried, we did everything together,
whenever I saw her I felt just better and better.
As I grew older became distant like never,
but a connection like that can't be lost forever
The love the care the warmth is still the same,
they say it's the generation gap that has occupied lots of space.
And now I see grey hair and the face with wrinkle,
whenever she sees me her eyes still twinkle.
She may not be modern and may at times falter,
I know I am no the best son but feel blessed that she is my mother.