Mom of Mine
She is a woman to call my own..
Who giggles at my every frustated frown.
You may know her as every mother..
But she is precisely unique from other.
She is tired.. still she makes me food
She is lost.. she manages to make me feel good!
She has never been a lazy creature.
In fact... vigorousness is one of her best feature!
I, sometimes fail to follow her commands..
All d way down, she doesn’t denies my demands
She rolls her eyes and shakes her head..
when I eat and scatter those gingerbread!
Into my soul , she will always stay..
How much she does.. I don’t have to say!!
Copyright © Hadia Faisal | Year Posted 2018
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