She was just a daughter and was made someones wife,
And then she planned to bring you into her life,
When she carried you in her arms, She longed to see you smile,
And seen you felt comfortable each little while.
She showed you to her relations and called in her friends,
And sent snaps of you to all dear ones living at all ends.
When you could see she showed you your dad,
And made you feel happy that you"ll never feel sad.
When you could walk, she willingly took you around,
She made you feel so special mean so much to her,
She wiped all your tears and just made you cheer.
She made you feel that anyday you are better than all,
And keeps pulling you up each time you fall.
She educated you and sent you to learn,
Because tomorrow its you thats going to earn,
She gave your falts and set you right,
And made you change from black to white.
Because in everyone"s life there is really no other,
She"s your true friend forever - she's your mother.
Lionel Brooks.
p.s. this poem came to me as a forward.
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God took the fragrance of a flower,
The majesty of a tree,
The gentleness of morning dew,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The beauty of a twilight hour,
The soul of a starry night
The laughter of the rippling brook,
The grace of a bird in flight,
Then God fashioned from these things
A creation like no other,
And when His masterpiece was through,
He called it simply...MOTHER.
it's simply lovely.. what can anybody say except this line? :)
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