Your Beautiful Mother!

The sweetness in her talks

And those long walks

Her gentleness as she moulds you…

The art of only a few!

The way she makes you feel

When the hurt needs to heal…

And the tenderness in her heart

As she realizes you’re going apart…

The hurt in her eyes

And nobody knows, as she silently cries!

She doesn’t tell anybody how she feels

Hoping that her hurt heals…

And you remember when she said,

‘I want you early in bed!’

She tells you what is right

And fills your path with light…

Making you believe in each new day

And showing you the way…

Towards each of your aims

As life play its games!

As she showers her love

Like a tender dove!

For the world, you may be none

But for her, you’re her number one!

She makes you feel that you’re the best

Amongst all the rest!

She is no other,

But your beautiful mother!