The mother

It is all about the facets in the life of a mother

God couldn't come on earth,

to grow his creature,

this beautiful world.

So,he sent some one other

And he gave her the name,

that name is 'mother'.

Yes,it's the mother,

Yes,we the mothers.

 

We bear all the pain,

to give the birth.

We give all the happiness,

to bear all the tears.

We sleep on the wet,

to let others to be dry.

We don't miss a single effort,

and make every try.

Yes,it's the mother,

Yes,we the mothers. 

 

We spend all the life,

to build our dream family.

We accept all the odds,

but all look at us adversily.

With whole piteous life,

we die blessedly.

Yes,it's the mother,

Yes,we the mothers.

Author's Note

This is my first poem & I dedicate it to all the mothers of this world.I do accept if there are any mistakes to manifest my inner voice.