Kamal Jaiswal Poet Couplet

My Mother

My mother
A lady who cooks for me
No expectation in place of thee
She expect only one
Get fame and name her son
Sometime she rags and beat
it is only for a good lesson to teach
She strive for me whole day
Keeping sorrowin her at bay
May god shower all blessings
Giving her golden pretty working wings
It is not my wife or sister rather
She is God in the disguise of my mother

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Akkina Downing May 12, 2017 at 5:09 AM Awe, how sweet this is for your mother. Beautidullly done :)

Barry Stebbings April 7, 2017 at 4:12 AM That is a really lovely tribute to your mother, Kamal. Nicely written. // Barry

Jan Allison April 7, 2017 at 2:35 AM Your poem made me smile, She is all this and so much more Kamal - a lovely tribute to your mother:-)hugs Jan xx