Pristine love that never fades.
lucky, throughout life if its shadow shades.
Say mom your heart will pound with joy,
So she is God's envoy.
Sweet heavenly divine is her lullaby,
Her gaze is a deep love filled canopy
Her cotton palms that soothes to happy sleep,
Her eyes which for us always do weep.
She is the candle showing a path,
In loss or failure she takes part.
A sword is she saving me,
From harms of this spryless world.
a moonlight is she guiding me,
All times supporting me to be bold.
A very boosting medicine is she,
who would heal my wounded heart.
A selfless listener to me,
who sacrificed for me a lot.
The love that stays till the doom's day,
and the motherhood seldom fade away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So she is God's envoy. Sweet heavenly divine is her lullaby, praising the MOther to the heights will give you God's Blessings. yes she is God's envoy. thank you for this beautiful poem . tony