She is like a tree, whose leaves are shade and comfort; whose greens have natural beauty.
She is like a tree, whose branches hold every sort; who makes a home for those she loves.
She is like a tree, whose roots provide endless support; with faith and strength eternally.
She is like a tree, whose stiff trunk will not contort; who stands against the world’s ways.
She is like a tree, whose fruit is sweet without effort; who nurtures all who are hungry.
She is like a tree, whose presence does not assert; yet whose love is always there.
She is our mother, don’t be covert; express your love most kindly.
To the mother who raised me.
To the mother who raised Wife.
To the mother who is raising my children.