The mother

Loved or not, she loves you;

Cared or not, she cares you;

Feared or not, she favours you;

Fed or not, she feeds you;

Pleased or not, she blesses you.          

She is the cause of your birth

But not of your death.                        

She is mother; no god is equal.           

You will know when it is too late.      

08.12.2004