As the clock struck 6,
She was there, waking me up.
As the clock struck 7,
She was there, sweating in the kitchen.
As the clock struck 8,
She was there, packing my bag.
As the clock struck 9,
She was there, beginning her chores.
As the clock struck 10,
She was there, doing the chores.
As the clock struck 11,
She was there, ironing the clothes,
As the clock struck 12,
She was there, having her lunch.
As the clock struck 1,
She was there, washing the utensils.
As the clock struck 3,
She was there, finishing her chores.
As the clock struck 5,
She was there, preparing the tea.
As the clock struck 6,
She was there, welcoming me home.
As the clock struck 7,
She was there, clinging to the phone.
As the clock struck 8,
She was there, again, in the kitchen.
As the clock struck 9,
She was there, ready with the food.
As the clock struck 10,
She was there, making the bed.
As the clock struck 12,
She was there, checking if I was asleep.
Every moment, every hour; every day, 365 days.
That’s her, My Mom.
Your Mom, Everyone’s Mom!