So much of her life revolves
Around nurturing her children.
She is the gardener, watering sprouts
Delicate, with her flesh and blood.
Like a lioness protecting them from
The evil and ruthless claws of the foe.
She is the axis silent, watching over
Her stars gravitate in the spin of life.
No one knows the weight of her own
Existence she bears, to hold balance.
Our world would fall in disarray if
Her stable foundation isn't there.
Motherhood is soul's tender expression
'Cause her love is ordained by Nature.
Words I do not have O! beloved mother
To express my love and gratitude for you.
Savita Tyagi
Written on June.15th 2015
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