No Other

Go and hug her Your mother, your life giver A soul divine. Leave not your mother A woman so kind..............Keya Mukerjee Mother and no other I wish again to see her In kindest form ever known She is mother of my own I have wept With hidden face and kept Her memory and face Those always made me cry and chased It is repeat divine performance A child gets unique chance To be born to a mother Rejoice for a while and not to bother She is Mother Nature Every season presents for sure New leaves and flowers For old trees with rainy showers I miss each moment of life As she has witnessed an edge of knife To upkeep child away from all misfortune Sing with melody to quiet with fine tune Those words baffle me sometimes Where will she be gone in old times? I literally miss with wet eyes When a memory flood and suddenly flies I not only salute her selfless existence But bow head in recognition at once How come she cares so much for lovely child? When fate is known to witness later on to be blind