Mother's Accolade

You might think that I am quite a handful Failing your expectations at the most Yet, being there at times which most cruel Every step of the way, whatever it costs Nothing to compare, that motherly love Those scoldings and reminders, straightforward All for the benefit, stand up on top And keep on doing so, never gets tired Having you, a blessing not in disguise For extending beyond reach, your presence Unconditional, without any price My sanctum sanctorum, my eminence No substitute for a mother like you, the one treasure at its highest value.