Mom - Poem by hariharans sundaram
God created you, so that he could be near me.
I respect you, for being the person you are.
Right from my birth, you gave your heart
Till this day, showing me the right path.
I threw tantrums, but you threw you arms around me
I put you down many times, yet you held me above everything else.
I acknowledge the courage you displayed, in my accidents
I know I can always turn to you, under any circumstances.
I know the troubles you took in handling the family’s finances
Despite being unable to complete your schooling.
I remember the stories you told, to keep me company
The hurdles you had to face were just too many.
You gave me life, this great, fantastic life.
How much ever I do it will never suffice.
My thanks to god, for giving me such a loving mother.
Million Or (more) Times Having Experienced Realization.
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