True love and care of a mother,
None on earth can show ever.
Witness during distress and sickness,
Watching her kids suffer is her only sadness.
The only hand held will be hers,
which is the only medicine that cures.
We'll never know their true value,
But will miss them forever, no can do.
True love of hers, is always available,
For many it is not visible.
As they are lost in this world,
And miss everything, a story can be told.
The only true love a man get ever,
After the mother it will be his daughter.
The only best friend a daughter can have,
Rest all will pass by like a cloud naive.
Dont talk shit to who taught you to shit.
None can teach you like your mom, her wit.
After gods the only one that you need to submit,
Even after taking your curse will bless you and never quit.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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