Mother Poem by The Phoenix

No idol like mother.
A mother is like precious gold,
priceless beyond compare.
She is like a precious gold.
Who is like mother on earth?
Maternal boggling when problems,
The day realization was and nothing was.
For the mother line surveillance requirement.
Is it of the nine months of pregnancy,
Or the pain inured during child birth.
During the sick days,
Mother is one running helter skelter.
Mother, idol of war for our perspective life.
Mother has no equal.
Show me a blessed child and I will show you a praying mother.