The Most Precious Blessing
The woman of my life
who has inspired me to thrive
even in the tough times
when no one lies on your side.
She would deliver a number of scoldings
For my neverending tantrums
My face as a weeping philosopher
Would be called a Potato just for fun
but my egoistic self would take everything seriously
and I would sit in one corner and stay anonymously
Then she would come and give me a warm hug
a little bit of pricking of my chubby cheeks as well
My heart would melt in a second unknowingly
And my face would bear a smile glowingly
As I grew up, I could make out her troubles
The n-number of hobbies that she had to give up
By listening to our Judgemental society where prevailed
the old and annoying practice of suppressing ambitious women
I saw her helpless and even broken at times
but she concealed everything with a lot of fake smiles
Never did she wonder that I could read everything
coz' her eyes spoke more than she could mention anything
She didn't let her circumstances touch her inner strength
She emerged as a gallant woman, beauty with brain
She would speak back to people who were fastidious
and walk proudly carrying forward her actual purpose
While displaying all this she actually became a true inspiration
as she built the pillars of my upcoming character
She will always be my lucky charm and happy ball of sunshine
And that's how my dear mother is the special woman of my life
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