An Unsung Hero
Of the greatest of heroes, of the ones unsung,
Only one holds a place; in my heart does belong.
Through the days and the years, watching what I'd become,
I was guided and helped - by my very own Mom.
From the start you did help, as you taught me to read,
And you washed and you cleansed every cut that did bleed.
From diapers and bottles, you watched as I grew,
And even taught me how to tie my own shoe.
You helped me through school, when homework I'd do,
And taught me to do what is right and is true.
When I'd do what's wrong, you'd punish me well,
The times I deserved it - too many to tell.
The times I did right, you showered with praise,
which was also needed for the child you did raise.
You laughed with the jokes that fell on your ears,
And you were a comfort when I'd shed my tears.
You fed and you clothed me for many a year,
And did what you could to soothe all my fear.
And now that I'm grown, you're still there as I need,
Still showing your love, a true parent indeed.
I now thank you