Mother Poem by md.abdul mannan

From womb to tomb
She nourishes her seedlings
Waits for the seeds to be germinated
With love and care
Setting aside all her comfort
What she gets- a calculated sum
And gives away an infinite figure
For the well-being of her springs
And fellow feather
She is a Mother.

From daughter to darling
From wife to mother
Time changes her phase
Not her instinct color
She is a mother

As fountain from the mountain
Rushes from river to the sea
The mother in her goes
Accompanying she.