The most heavenly fragrance that I can ever get a sniff of,
Is my mom's fluttering attire that carries it all.
A touch of guardianship, and an odour of affection,
The love that delivers everything, and has a wondrous exception.
Whenever my heart hurts I race towards my mother,
Her comforting hug makes my life a lot smoother.
If I could get just one scope to explain her tender touch,
I ain't sure how much I'd succeed
For words couldn't describe her love that much.
I remember of an old saying,
All things can't be explained
Maybe it's right, as my mom's love is worth beyond explainin'.