Since your first breath,
She has always been there,
Patting your back,
Helping you breathe.

When you tripped,
She was there to pick you up again.

When you lay restless,
On your bed,
The demons underneath frightening you.
She was always there,
Shedding light,
Sending them away.

When you left the nest,
She was the one who would run after you with tears in her eyes.

When your dreams had been accomplished,
She was the first to celebrate.

When life came crashing into you,
She was always the anchor,
Pulling you back into reality.

When you cried your heart out,
She was there passing the tissues,
Tears in her eyes as well.

When you felt like giving up,
She was always there to remind you,
That by giving up,
You would also be giving up on her,
The last person who deserved to be given up on,
For she had given you everything she could,
Your mother.