Every mother is a woman but not every woman is a mother. For the woman who bore me and laboured so much to see me mature, should be revered.

My mother,

-No matter how much I wish to leave your sight when you scold me, you remain the envy of all women.

-When I talk back at you,you smile at my foolishness for you alone see what I cannot see.

-For fighting even my weirdest battles, for standing by me at my lowest and making sure I never lack, you’re the God I see.

-There’s no other word that supersedes best, else it would have depicted your person. I’ll keep thanking you for who you’re and who you’ll always be.