Honor thy mother so a world cries,

But upon this day I think.

I will honor my child,

Who provides me with a link.

God teaches me through you,

How he feels from day to day.

When I think about your life,

What you do, what you say.

I see his love fashioned,

Through eyes mixed with tears.

I watch a world you live in,

With all my countless fears.

I find it very difficult,

To be removed from your time.

I wait here patiently,

If only in this rhyme.

So know, that when your ready,

I am but a call away.

No sorrow is necessary,

Just words you mean and say.