Angel in disguise

Dear mom,
You bore the pain for 9 months, day in and day out.
With no fear of life, for you'd give it for mine.
Walking on the edge of life and death for the fight,
Just to see me, your love at first sight.
An angel in disguise, kisses for each cries.
Took me in your arms, kissed me and hugged me.
Fed me your love and joy expecting nothing but a smile to see.
Just to see me smile there is nothing you wouldn't do.
Taught me how to walk but the first steps were away from you.
Raised me with the fear that I'd die, cried when I fell sick.
Wished it was you instead, that lemon honey mix always did the trick.
Woke up to a small cry of mine, rushed to my room in a breath.
Stayed by my side to give me company, watched over till I slept.
The love you showed for me, the small things you always do.
Cleaned my room, washed my clothes even my shoe laces you'd tie.
Did everything out of love, love so grand that words can't define.
The love so pure and incomprehensible, no where else I can find.

I love you yet I've hurt you with no regard.
The words I shouldn't have said and the arguments which I took too far.
For that I'm sorry ma, forgive this foolish child of yours.
All the time I ignored and didn't help you with chores.
Doesn't make me less of a man to give you a helping hand
I wish I'd known better then, one less regret to where I stand.
Took it all upon yourself, gave your future in exchange for mine.
For that alone, the sun comes close not to your shine.
The warmth you gave, warmth full of comfort and love.
I meant everything I wrote ma, all of the above.
You, the greatest gift, neither asked nor deserved.
Ma, you loved me the best, a fact I can't deny.
You left your ma, a sacrifice you did just to be mine.

As time goes by, wrinkled and old you will be.
That day will come, the day god takes you away from me.
None I do can change the fate, for that day I really fear.
In heaven you shall reside, far you maybe but to me you're always here.
Be proud for you've sacrificed so much throughout.
I will always be your little chubbei, a tear and a pout.
But that's in the future, worry for a different day.
You and I have memories, a past full of lovely days.
But a gift today is, try my best to keep this bond without a dent.
A gift today is, hence being with you I call it present.