Why did God create The Mother?,
To tell us all that she is like no other
She cares,nurtures and builds us,
Without a frown or any big fuss
Naïve am I, who could not judge,
Mistook her,and built a grudge,
Swore on her,threw at her sludge,
My ego,never ever willing to budge.
Like an angel with a mission noble,
She did for me,all that was possible,
Inspite of me giving her all the trouble,
Never did her pure motherhood wobble,
No escape,there is,from this peccadillo,
My actions, and guilt,hard to swallow,
A thousand lives,even if I borrow,
Cannot redeem her tears and sorrow,
Acting like,life sustaining seeds,
She always took care of my needs,
All my virtues,from her,it breeds,
Can I ever thank her for her deeds,
Feel the heveanly bliss at her feet,
Her solaceful words,Nectorlike sweet,
Her Empathising eyes,her smiling greet,
That assuring embrace,nothing can beat,
Attached emotionally,without a motive,
Behind us,with us,and ever supportive,
To say,she is above all,even the Almighty,
May she ever live healthy,hale and hearty,
Alas! Hope I am not too late,
Even if so,I proudly state,
To her,and her ever other aspect,
My gratitude,love and respect,
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