Imagined the childhood
The days of careful nurturing
The sacrifice of my beloved mother
Her sleepless nights
Dedicated care and love
The birthdays that enjoyed
The cake and sweets served to the dears
The combing of my hair, dressing
Saying to prey to the god
For a blessing for the best future
All gone in years and their souls
In heavens they may be looking me
I am confident to pass out the agony
Of life and all situations here
The birthday is a remembrance of past
Also auspicious to the self for future.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem