Mother of Mothers

Reminiscing of the yonder years,
When your breasts were all I cared for.
Carrying me on your back,
Our bond was beyond the umbilical cord.
Motherly instinct always to the rescue,
When I frolic into danger...
Watchful eyes when I snore deep,
"Were you really human?!"
I would later think.
Endless energy, amazing.
Spanking mischief from my childish heart,
eyes so stern and yet so sweet.
On one hand firm, the other weak,
Even mothers knew whom to seek,
When their litters were up to mischief.
Firm and meek,
Strict and sweet,
You made me a man,
This I will always speak.