I was told to write about her. How incredible is it that I am speech less. It’s not “I cannot” but its “how can I.”
I’ve seen her beautiful,
I have seen her careful,
of all the world I’ve met, never found like hers.
Of how she endured her desire in every bone that,
cannot open without her trials.
I’ve felt the warmth of her hands on my cold shoulders,
I’ve felt her love from every corner.
Of One asked God made mothers just like you,
I started my beginning with her and I hope it lasts forever,
Of her devotion is felt in the heart and treasured by few.
I had kept those memories in the musicals and she plays it for ever and ever.
Either I count the stars or measure her love, neither I nor myself have ever seen the above.
I WILL KEEP HER HAPPY , IWILL KEEP HER IN GOLD.
I WILL KEEP HER CLOSE, I WILL KEEP HER BEHOLD.
So, let’s raise a toast to that woman who raised us, who created us and who praised us. She saw our first nap to our first step, but as we grow they think that we’ll forget them. This could be because they are selfish or maybe they have seen this world from close and are afraid to leave us alone in there. No matter how much she demotivates us, no matter how many times she gives us the medal of being good for nothing, but she loves us and we love you too mom. If that’s how a mothers are they are the best and they should remain like this. Mothers should be mothers. Maybe now we have this perspective, but we’ll get to know this when in about after 25 years we’ll be standing across the same situation and will understand their point of view.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL THE LOVELY MOTHERS, WHO BROUGHT US INTO THIS WORLD AND MADE US WHAT WE ARE TODAY