Sometime you stared deeply at nothing,
But discovered and unraveled a genuine something,
Sometime your hopes kept hanging in the sky,
Then you realized they were meant to fly you all high.
Your dreams would have been your mere mind's eye,
Your visions would have seemed all to you a lie,
But now, as an unswerving paradigm and role model,
Your name has been crafted to ring a bell.
Mummy, you are a mother beyond compare,
Possessing an exceeding radiance no one will dare,
Persistently, you handle the dramatic dollop without a moth,
To steer for us an astounding pot full of relishing broth.
If anyone asks me for a devoutly and exceptional guru,
I WILL ONLY THINK OF YOU.