The Mother ,theme : Challenge
Enroute to my workplace, passing by the ponds and fields
I face a tussle every now and then
Whom should I rest my head on ,and when should I desperately try.
I have to fly like I never got a wound
I have to love as there is no end to the tunnel.
I stare at my certificates,and my laurels
Keeping it wrapped for today
Today I am the embodiment
of the selfless love ,a string I helm
With pride, pleasure and courage.
The hurdles are no more a thing to ponder,
The mother who has no conditions.
I stand tall and beautiful ,and caress
the little human
Wrapping it up with a smile now ,my boy had an early awaken.
Noone like mother and no love like the motherly love.
Beautiful ❤.