A mountain of books, daunting and vast,
A naughty boy’s heart, longing for repast.
Yet a mother’s love, patient and kind,
Unveiling the treasures hidden in mind.
With gentle guidance, she nurtured his flame,
Igniting his passion, no longer the same.
He embraced the challenge, soared to great heights,
Through diligence and love, conquering his frights.
Lessons learned, wings to help him roam,
A testament to a mother’s love, a place he calls home.
