As the thunder strikes and the clouds gather,
And the sad sky begins to suffer,
Pouring big tears in a silent cry,
I remembered my mom in a wink of an eye,
Overwhelmed by emotion my heart heaved a big sigh,
My dearest mom is far and ill,
And I cannot even handle her the smallest pill,
Her love, pure, unconditional is always inside,
Whatever I go through, her face is in my mind,
The thought of you being sick is unbearable,
No matter what image the others see, I am never stable,
I can do nothing but to beg the God,
To heal you soon, to take me away from the fear flood,
I trust the Lord and I keep hope,
That this nightmare will soon stop