26 December 2012
Even the older you get, The more beautiful you seem to me. The longer you smile, The harder it is to be melancholy.
Your soul is a shining star Giving birth to greatness and grace. Your glittering vivid eyes are two gems gleaming in a fair face.
The world comes to life With each lovely stride of yours. You are the woman my father adores.
Mom, your matronly love makes my heart swell. You are the inspiration in which I dwell.
You are my twin, our souls the same. I have you to thank for my beautiful name.
Mom • Opuss № I