A ballad to Mother

Hero(ine), Ballad, Epistrophe

She wakes up early morning,
not for herself but her family.
Positive attitude she maintains,
She hardly gets angry.
Selflessly sacrifices her pleasures,
just to make us happy.

The beautiful angel forgets
her demands and needs.
She has been gifted to us as
unspoken mind she is able to read.
Doesn’t matter if she is hungry,
She’ll never forget you to feed.

Completes a family’s incompleteness,
by the way she preserves our heart.
God on Earth she is to us,
undoubtedly the most smart.
Endlessly encouraging and bold.
helps everyone to give a start.


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