An Ode To My Mother -02

Oh mother! You were… A sweater in my winter, a cooler in my summer, an umbrella in the rains, an epic during the strains. You had been… A roof over my head, a plate under my bread, a sheet upon my bed, a patting hand for what I did. You will remain… The source of Blessings eternal, the stream of Learning divine, the path of love for everyone humane, the wrath of my life to thrash the insane. You are… Still in my heart as a forgiving being, Still in my brain as a voice of caring, Still within me as a loving divine stream, Still with me as a living human dream. I feel proud That I am on this Earth Just because you placed Me in your womb, Pray, ever I would Ever again henceforth To be born off you, After I enter the tomb.