O God! How you made a heart of a mother!
So lovely, so beautiful,
Sure, you must have faced mountain difficulties
T make so pure heart of a mother.
It always beats for others,
Specially for her children.
Her heart is never ending sea,
Full of love for others.
Always thinks for her child,
Sometimes in a harsh way she reacts,
But innerly with a heart very mild.
Always for good, it's a fact.
I always become angry on her
But she is quite and calm,
She is the one who taught me tutor
And she is the one who always held my palm.
My creator is full of understanding
Understands me more than me
herself is very sacrificing
For others and specially for me.
She have always been very caring
So O my lord! Fill her with happiness
Take all sorrows from her bu tearing
And please listen to my greedines.
Many things I want ,
But the first and ultimate
I want from you is
Please protect my creater.
by:-
vrushani thaker
M-O-T-H-E-R
“M” is for all the material things she gave me
“O” means only she sees the real me
“T” is for tears she shed
“H” is for heartfelt words in time of need
“E” is for her emerald eyes, filled with love so indestructible;
“R” is for her remarkable perseverance when the going gets tough
Put them all together; it spells
‘MOTHER’
A job that has so much devotion, and evolvement is the hardest jobs of them all.