I may be a century in age
But I am still Mom
And Mom always knows best.
You may be of golden or diamond jubilee
But to my eyes you are still that child
I nursed from nothing.
Don’t take me wrong
For children never grow in the eyes of Mom
And Mom still knows best.
I may not be wiping your nose anymore
For you might be doing it to me instead
But you are still a child to Mom.
You may be well learned
Compared to Mom,
But Mom still has invaluable insight.
It’s the nature of life and nothing can change it.
Your turn will come and you’ll feel the same
For nature stated so since days of yore.