When god on heaven,
decided to made human's on earth,
He sent an angel called mother,
so that we experience his love.
A mother is one
who cares for no reason,
whose love for child is infinite,
there is no unit which can measure.
When we are sad,
she is there to make us happy.
when we demand,
she tries her best to fulfill.
when we are injured and cry in pain,
hot air blown from her mouth
act as medicine.
when last spoon of food is left,
she satisfies our taste buds,
while keeping herself hungry.
Life is so beautiful
because of your presence.
Every child is indebted to you,
we bow to you O' Mother,
always give your blessing to us.
a truly beautiful poem giving thanks to someone more precious than gold? nicely penned!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Tom...no one can love us more than our mothers.