Mother I Love You
No one can evaluate the cost of a single drop
Mother fed in our babyhood life
No one can reimburse the debt owed for that
with any means of our life
Costly bed with costly soft silky cushion
could never give the heaven feeling as her lap
We start to miss the ecstasy of her touching care slowly
As we grow older and older young mother becomes very old
Past black hairs become white wrinkles on her face seen
Walks very slowly as she’s now weak hears less talk less
All shining has lost for us left nothing for herself
whatever was possible she did to make us happy
Now all strength she has lost by sacrificing whatever she had
Oh! Mother I love you I love you I love you................
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