A Sonnet for My Incomparable Mother

I often contemplate my childhood, Mom. I am a mother now,

and so I know hard work is mixed together with the fun;

You learned that when you raised me long ago.
I think of all the things you gave to me:

Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears,Your heart, your mind, your energy and soul--

All these you spent on me throughout the years.
You loved me with a never-failing love you gave me strength and sweet security,

And then you did the hardest thing of all: You let me separate and set me free.

Every day, I try my best to be a mother like the mom you were to me.