O' Dear Mother
She feels thirsty
when we need water,
She feels hungry
when we need bread and butter,
She feels happy
when we fly to our goal,
She stays nice
when we pursue our soul ,
Tears come out her eye
when we are in threat,
O'dear Mother
you are really great.
Mountains broken into pieces
with her anger,
Clouds started raining
with her pleasure,
Flowers blossomed in garden
with her chuckle,
storm started blowing
when she was in trouble,
Her blessing hand
always sanctified our heart,
O'dear mother
you are really great.
She tied our soul
with a single thread,
She revealed the fact
how to earn our bread,
She preached very nice
how to wipe out mud,
Without her aegis
everything is odd,
I pray for her
for a good health,
O'dear mother
you are really great.
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Copyright © Manmath Dalei | Year Posted 2016
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