I wish my mother
To give a nice present
On this mother’s day
But wonder
Over and over ponder
What I should give
To suit her dignity
And her and her affirmation
To endure
Every pain for my sake
She gave me shape
And cared hard
So that I can see this world
She sacrificed her days’ rest
And nights’ sleep
To stop me weep
Her quick affectionate eyes
Wandered all moments
To keep me safe
From unhappy incidents
She waited in worry
For my return from school
And did a hurry
When I needed body fuel
Even when I was married
She felt joy
But was deep in heart worried
Thinking whether
The new lady
Could be so efficient and ready
To care of what I like
And all that I dislike
I wonder
When she thought for her
Rest and comfort
I cannot find
Any worldly thing
That can serve as a gift
For her matchless effort
Only I can present
With all my strength
I wish to serve her
For rest of her life
May God Grant me
Senses all fair
To be fair
In her care
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