Like the early dew drops
Images of mother too drip by
She is no more but she lives in me
Through her lovely acts.
Her passion for music
Kindled in me the sense of harmony,
Her love for children
Sparked my love towards the young,
Her empathy to animals
Provided me succor to love big and small,
Her helping nature to young and old
Opened doors of kindness in me.
My mother’s wittiness and garrulousness
Created bonds for ever,
My mother’s goodness and simplicity
Endeared her to all strangers,
My mother’s smartness and elegance
Shaped many in our families,
She was the source of my strength
She was my mentor and my teacher
She shaped me and moulded me
To be first and foremost a Human.
She nurtured qualities of humane-ness and unrequited love
I am ever thankful to this wonderful being—My Mother.
I hope that I carry her beams far and wide
And allow her moments to stay forever in me.
Moments with Mother
10
Mar