(Happy Mothers Day)
My existence was bloomed there with aromatic love
No pain of discriminated stain was at my birth
Thousands of pregnancy pains she endured with smiling
With wandered time she taught me how to grow up
She has many learned chapters of knowledge treasure
She guides me by humane lessons as godly blessed teacher
In her face exists beauty of entire nature
In her lap lives the peace of caring pleasure
In her hands hidden divine foods with nectar
In her veil I find shadow of the godly throne
In her advice many times my human nature born
Wherever I go with her blessings I feel not alone
Paradise of God was made for such kind mother
For her happiness my daily service is now prayer
10.05.2020 Chattogram
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