My Mother

She laughs at my silly jokes, Not because they’re funny, But because she knows, Her laughter is my joy. When I fall, She’s there, not with judgment, But with words that lift me, Motivating me when my heart feels heavy. As a child, she stayed up late, Learning things I couldn’t understand, Making notes, creating tests, Preparing me for a future I hadn’t seen yet. She learns everything, From cooking to designing, Not for herself, But for us, to make our world bigger. She teaches us, So we won’t face the struggles she once knew, Her love is a shield, Protecting, guiding, always there.