For Mami

 

A mother forever dear

Who constantly remain near

And forever will be there

Even when we fail to hear

 

As you wake and face the dawn

The pigs, the goats, and the lawn

The farm with seeds to be born

And the rest of the chores you borne

 

Yet Becky will not comply

And Prudencia playing a sly

With Henry growing rough

And Chrisan choosing to be tough

 

With Anna insisting to talk

Yet for a reason Van must shut

And Rachael a bit mysterious

Still Collins remains mischievous

 

Yet you did not shriek or quiver

For your faith will never waiver

Though we know sometimes you cried

But pretended and instead lied

 

Now that your work is done

Each one of us grown and gone

You never complain or mourn

When we come to say its rough

 

Though we hardly say we love you

Even a simple thank you

But deep down we really do

With many appreciations too

 

By R. Ntongho