MOM
One who showers her pure love
And fortify me
Unlocks her doors of affection
And makes me glee
Is my mommy…
One who has a heart of gold
And gives me confidence
Who shaped me like a clay mould
With her velvet tenderness
Is my mommy…
One who has a back breaking job
But still smiles freely
Whose eyes are always sparkled
Seeing her dream in me
Is my mommy…
Even moon has scars
But she is pure as glass
One who is like flowers
In vast green grass
Is my mommy…
One who always sees me with affinity
Even if I am like pest
A beautiful soul with no cruelty
Is my mom which is the best.
I am grateful to God for such a precious gift.
Copyright © Janvi Chopra | Year Posted 2025
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