My Mother

My mother is no more She went abode of god for ever I am lucky for my life she gave me I am happy the years loved me by her My mother the symbol of love And tried her best to get enough to us She used to say study well, read well And try to sing well, get away sorrows She advised to help the father in farm Farm work as a devotional job itself Love the earth that gives all And while you take you are bound to give Return the best of bio manures for her health The earth gives us the paddy, vegetables The fruits and all the eatable food Still she doesn't ask for a thanks My mother is no more and died But her advise is still relevant in my life.