BEAUTY OF A PURE SOUL

The hans that pampered me,
Words that managed the tempered me,
The eyes that sweetly scared me,

The sun that brighten my day,
The moon that cheer my night,
The star that guided my life,

One who wake to make me sleep,
One who helps when my sorrow is deep,
To be explained in words her relevance is not so cheep,

Her conviction can't be measured,
Her mind is always pressured,
She is MY MOTHER 
Her heart needs to be treasured.