You are the sun

Greeting the world with Love’s warm glow

You are the oak

A pillar of strength standing tall and proud

You are a breeze

Gently your whispers caress the soul

You are the rock

Alone in a sea of merciless waves

You are the river

Giving yourself so that others may grow

For all you have done

For what I’ve become

I thank you Mom
Written by S. C. Kim, October 1986