Mother And Mother Tongue. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Mother taught me to say 'Amma'
The real translation being 'Mother'
Later I knew how to call 'Ma'with pride
Or Mammy and similar tunes and name
But Mother is Mother always anywhere
Nothing to by stand in that name
Every world taught by mother is beautiful
And in good mother tongue she used to speak
Mother tongue everyone's pride in mind
Those like a valuable earned in hard work
Mother you taught to me how to smile
And then to laugh on a sweet or piece of cake
Mother she tried her best to see my happiness
Through the spoken mother tongue I remember you
I can't forget the language that played well
In childhood to communicate in my village
Poor mother she is at a loss now in new generation
Changes are for new trends mixed languages
They boast about the new generation and change.