My Mother - Poem

Have you met my beautiful mother?
Always there when there's no one else to bother
The love she shows to me knows no border;
She's a precious jewel like no other;
With her by my side, my worries I conquer.

Have you seen this beautiful black lady?
To be born by her, I'm lucky? Absolutely!
Her smile shines like a diamond, her skin, like ruby;
She's a collection of awesomeness in one body.

On days I was young, weak and cold,
She covered me without being told;
Even when I'm ungrateful and cold,
She's ever with a heart of gold,
God help to care for her till she's weak and old.