Mother
With a cry I came,
I cried and so did my Mother.
She taught me how to walk,
and jump over the hurdles.
She gave me food to eat,
She made me live a life.
because of which I've strong roots,
and can grow to heights.
Her role is so important
that noone else can play.
No matter the situtation
beside her child she always stays.
She is the creation of god
that he created in his own reflection.
She is a miracle in herself,
She herself is the very perfection.
The Love a Mother spreads,
is what enlightens the world.
And a world without a mother,
can't be said in words.
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