Mom

I know the battery of her energy level is low

Even in the dark her face seems to glow

She smile when she is sad

She smile even when she is bad

Her smile dig the hole and burry the worries

It spread all over the place like the flurries

Her heart is actually a God's paradise

Nobody can fixe price for her advice

Sometimes her mind is devil's workshop

Even if her plans flop she'll never stop