"Mom, it's your son calling"
／Clement Yeung
Mom, it's your son calling…
I am calling from my own home, miles away.
I just want to find out how you are doing.
I want you to know that you are constantly on my mind.
Mom, it's your son calling…
I want to thank you for your loving care when I was young,
For the hours you spent helping me with my school work,
For the encouragement you provided even when my marks were slipping.
Mom, it's your son calling…
My sincere thanks to you for my piano lessons.
They were an added load to the family's limited budget.
Obviously I did not become a concert pianist,
But that was never the intention.
I will always remember your sacrifice whenever I play the piano.
Mom, it's your son calling…
I know you always wanted me to be a doctor.
I almost did not make it because of the quota they had for overseas
students.
"Keep trying" was your soft advice.
Thank you for believing in me when I had doubts about myself.
Thank you for paying my way through medical school.
But then it was time to leave home…
Thank you for the winter jacket and the pair of mitten.
Of course, they were not strong enough to stand the Canadian winter.
But whenever I looked at my initials you'd carefully sewn on the jacket
and mitten,
They gave me incomparable warmth inside.
Mom, it's your son calling…
You always sent me Christmas cards with a short note of greeting,
You always made sure the birthday cards get to me on time.
You were so impressed when I sent home my first paycheck.
Mom, it's your son calling…
I'm calling today because I want to hear your voice.
I need to call you today,
Because it is my birthday!
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