Mother
she get burn ,
whenever her turn
she proves
that she is dude
sometimes get rude .
she makes your
stomach full,
with her's null
without any rest .
she lost her beauty ,
to make you able
for duty .
her only fear ,
is you dear.
And you left her alone,
with her broken bone .
she always makes you win ,
you treat her like bin .
who bear all the waste
and you'll never regret.
she always feel bad ,
but never express, she's sad .
care your mother,
cause she is there
when you are alone
she beacome your only bone.
Copyright © Nandita Bhati | Year Posted 2021
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