Mother’s Day Gift

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I wish my mother To give a nice present On this mother’s day But wonder Over and over ponder What I should give To suit her dignity And her and her affirmation To endure Every pain for my sake She gave me shape And cared hard So that I can see this world She sacrificed her days’ rest And nights’ sleep To stop me weep Her quick affectionate eyes Wandered all moments To keep me safe From unhappy incidents She waited in worry For my return from school And did a hurry When I needed body fuel Even when I was married She felt joy But was deep in heart worried Thinking whether The new lady Could be so efficient and ready To care of what I like And all that I dislike I wonder When she thought for her Rest and comfort I cannot find Any worldly thing That can serve as a gift For her matchless effort Only I can present With all my strength I wish to serve her For rest of her life May God Grant me Senses all fair To be fair In her care

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