To A Mother

Mother, you are mother To you can be no other None can be any compare Even you are above father After God I see you are You, mother is dear mother; You do all and alone bear You do very much suffer Glad and grief you share, You take very much care All the pains are quite over Your kind touch is whenever; At childhood you mould me Through your vision I see I utter your every utterance We exchange our emotions Your manners and behaviors All in me I see the presence; You are well and educated So I am well and educated, If you were ill and ignorant I would be ill and ignorant, How serious you are in life! Dived in the very very deep. Muzahidul Reza © Copyright