My Mother

i remembered the past when my mother scolded me and sent me out of the home, she worried about me, but i was standing alone.hugged me , kissed me, that moment i cant say.love you mom.. i expressed now

A god's beautiful thing,
From which i was made,
It was night,
And the day was Friday.

A thing which made me first cry,
and wept, all my tears
from my eye,

A thing who dressed me up in clothes
And taught me how to play
And minds all I had to say?

My thanks would be small for her gentle heart,
Its my mother,
who gave my life,
A new Start... 

<3 LOVE YOU MOM... <3

Author's Note

must read. this one too. thanks