March 3, 2010

Mother Helps Me Not Wither Under Any Weather

My birth place was mother's womb
Thank God, I am not blind, deaf or dumb
My loving feelings will never go numb
Unknown is the day when I will succumb

During my ten months' comfortable stay
For my safety, my parents did truly pray
The growth of my brain that is grey
Had upon my mother's mood a great say

My mother's education suffered abrupt truncation
Which she accepted without any remonstration
She developed confusion in mathematical calculation
Was turned down her request for arranging tuition

She was trained in household management
She did the same with commitment
With none she engaged in any argument

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