Mother Poem by Neha Deshwal

She was the first one to hold your hand
But left you at the last.
She lived a dark and dull life to brighten up your future.
She mended your clothes from her old torn clothes.
She lived a hopeless life to fulfill all your wishes.
She sometimes scolded you for your benefit but in return accepted your ego.
She was there to fulfill your every small and big need
But when she needed someone you were the first one to leave.
She took care of your every like and dislike
But you were not aware even about her wants.
Bearing the heat she cooked your favourite dish
But you don't have time to taste it even.
If you had a little headache she became restless
But you can't spare time for her medical checkup.