“Thank you for the day,” my mother would say
abashed and sorry we could not do more
endlessly grateful for your loving ways

for your kindness we can never repay
from day one you became part of my core
“Thank you for the day,” my mother would say

With the promise of your greencard someday
Through my childhood together we’d forge
Endlessly grateful for your loving ways

You went on singing came whatever may
instilling my rhythm “Hips: one, two, three, four.”
“Thank you for the day,” my mother would say

Come morning I’d crawl to your private space
post sleep you’d wake me with syrup to pour
endlessly grateful for your loving ways

Without you would have been less bright sun rays
With you came kindness, patience, belief, love
“Thank you for the day,” my mother would say
endlessly grateful for your loving ways