|Working Hands And Yearning Heart
Mom, you are the best, I thank the Lord,
It’s true all mums are next to God!
Mom, you are very beautiful
And always very truthful;
You sing songs very melodious,
Cook food so delicious;
You are hardworking,
Your smile is refreshing;
You talk very sweetly
And teach us to behave properly.
I know you’re a doctor,
But you have to be back for your daughter;
Mom, with your healing touch,
You’ve cured many of corona clutch,
Now they roam carelessly
And you go to clean their mess?
Mom how I miss you on this mother’s day,
Only God can say,
I’ve drawn my heart on the cake,
With lots of love, I bake.
Mom, I yearn to see you,
Gosh, when will they end this curfew?
My good God, won’t you let me see my Mom?
This time, I’ll plead to go with her or hold her back in my room;
Lord, please keep the corona out of our way,
Mom is toiling away, what more have I to pay?