Compassionate Mother
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How to dedicate words in honor
That too for glorious woman and mother
It may fall short of her real size
How much we can do for her and now oblige
She can be known by her self sacrifice
To bring new born successfully in life
To nurture with disciplined life and care
She has to show it to world that she can dare
For her seasons do not change
In autumn or spring she does manage
In monsoon she has to provide shelter
So that he or she can feel better
I am unfortunate to have such figure
But I occasionally cry and remember
For all the times, it was definitely her
I bow my head and pay the honor
More I become sentimental
Less the tears cause pain on arrival
Before they fall on ground
I have several thoughts in mind
God created only one creature
And good name of lovely mother
It was job of no other
Yes she was lovely and compassionate mother
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