You are the women, the greatest hero in my eyes. Keeping me fed and a roof over my head.

Striving at keeping me alive, and succeeding at life.

Conquering fights, providing advice, taking place of those who left my life.

For this i stand in awe of you.

But soon, you shall stand proud, as tears fall from your face,  on that unique day which those gowns ignite a parade.

Where after it is done, rivers flow from my eyes as i begin to say "i made it mom" and its all for you my role model, my hero, my MOTHER.