Sonnet to Mothers

By John Orbigoso
 
Hello, bonjour, how are thee today?
Here to wish you a good Day of Mother!
You, who giggled with me and came to play.
Those were the days when I was smaller.

But now I have grown old, but not so much,
Just to the point where we argue and pout.
But I still love thee as described as such:
I love thee as Sun will surely come out.

I love thee as surely as the sky's blue,
As beautiful as the crimson-red rose.
Of all the things said, this is very true:
Out of the people, I love thee most.

I thank thee for love and drying my tears,
And for being there throughout all the years!