For all the nine months,
you kept me alive in your womb.
For all the late nights,
you remained awake to see me sleep.
For all the birthdays,
you arrived early with gifts aplenty.
For all the happiness,
you brought to me with a smile.
For all the hardships,
you braved to make my life easy.
For all the tears,
you cleansed with your barren hands.
For all the achievements,
you cheered with a joy filled heart.
For all the silence,
you maintained over my frustrations.
For all the pain,
you went through to heal me.
For all the books,
you made me read to become a writer.
For all the food,
you made me fall in love with eternally.
For all the clothes,
you shopped for to make me look smart.
For all the feelings,
you shared to add strength to my emotions.
For all the pardons,
you granted to my mischievous antics.
For all the love,
you still continue to shower on me.
For all the innocence,
you practice in never being harsh on me.
I will remain the son that I am.
I shall try to be the good son you dreamt of.
-vociferous
