She was a bird
That fed on knowledge
And poured it into our mouths
Waiting patiently for us to fly.
She is a warrior
Who wears her scars as medals
For she is on the winning side.
She is a bear, ferocious and strong.
And God help the man
Who pose as threat to her cubs.
She is a mother, brave and beautiful,
Who sacrifices so much for her children.
She was a magic doctor,
Who's kisses made
The wounds heal instantly.
She is a friend when there are none
To be found.
She is my mother.