My only mother,
who sweats in the wet. 
and dried in moisture
for my skin to shine. 
She lost and had no gain,
for my face brightened. 
She is my mother,
and my only mother. 
She gained no appetite
when I was with her.
She tasted everything, tasteless. 
She lay and stood. 
She walked and she dreamt all day. 
She brought everything and
anything for me to stay alive.