My Virtue Is My Duty
With the morning begins my day;
Different roles I'm ready to play.
Again and again I am perturbed ,
But nature and emotions are undisturbed.
Silently, without a word, all needs I suffice;
Day to night, unsaid unconditional sacrifice.
What do I gain from all these duties?
Deteriorating my health and my fugacious beauty?
Still, I don't pretend, I take my job seriously;
As a homemaker and a mother, working audaciously.
If I don't follow my virtue as my duty,
Who else do you think will prove their loyalty?
(Rhyme Scheme- aa bb cc dd ee ff)
21/04/2016
P.S. This poem is inspired by my mother who is a diligent homemaker and the best mother on earth.
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