Enjoying a nap a thought crept,
Oh! Is there a real Heaven on Earth,
The gentle majesty that lay above,
Is there a thing so noble here.
I tread myself slow and steady,
Into a land where fantasy sneaked,
Could I ever surmise of such a thing,
That value the heaven in its bliss,
And in a fix, trying to guess,
I set on a hunt in my dreams,
Out on a quest for the crucial thought,
Of who has equaled, the heaven above.
All of a sudden my vision fell,
On the World's never guessed living soul,
And that one image that stands unique,
It is truly our dear MOM!