What
would this world be without your vibrance?
This
household without your tenderness?
This
family sans your devotion?
Me
in the absence of your affection?
You’ve
got more than character
You’ve
got verve, got candor
You
don’t do ordinary, boring love
It’s
either silent love or tough love
I’ve
grown to be stubborn and spunky
So
much so that at times I fight even Mommy
And
for that, I’ll never stop apologizing
Selfless,
you deserve no less than a child so revering
But
I could also be laidback and funny
Able
to carry myself around uncaringly
Others
never let their kids go un-chaperoned
But
you let me do my thing, look after my own
They
would think you don't pay attention
Truth
is I've become my best version
All
because you never confined your child to rust
The
greatest yield of our maternal bond is trust
What
would this world be without your vibrance?
This
household without your tenderness?
This
family sans your devotion?
Me
in the absence of your affection?
Happy
birthday, Mommy!
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