Singing bird in the tree

I didn’t realise it,
My mother was the greatest gift,
I didn’t appreciate,
The care and the worry,
You calming hand on me,
Like a singing bird in the tree,
This is my acclaim,
I say to you in a humble way.

The tears in her eyes,
Was the sign that got me realise,
That all the pain I putted her through,
Was the worst thing I could do,
And all the joy and harmony,
Is the singing bird in the tree.