Mother

Of all that's in the world
The most expensive mother
The first word in the world we're saying is mother.
Mountains and valleys can still be born
we do not even realize,
But as she does not know,
One is mother.
Shining rays, stars,
But not as a mother.
They move into sight too
All in the eyes of my mother.
When in heaven he will climb
When the crap,
Mother's voice is over and she plays me.
Do not feel like she does
Her life in the world!
Let's face it like a flower
And with good deeds!
Just to give you a flower
March urges us
And we're raising your altars
For love, Mom!