I Ask Nothing Further

Oh Mother, There's none other, To whom, I rightfully bother... However bad is the weather, Whether, Near or farther, I would have been, 'hither and thither' But we've lived happily together... In my mind, thoughts gather, You've been tough like leather, Also gentle and soft like feather... If God granted me to be, 'healthier, happier and wealthier' I'd rather, Be your child, Oh Mother, I ask nothing further!