Mother-A Cure For Every Wound Poem by Ameera Aidrus

She is the luminosity of the outlook of her child,
And remove the hazardous nervousness and make them mild,

Her glamorous skim can swab away the anxiety,
And can bring radiant on the faceless casualty.

She has the astuteness to intensify their fuzzy forth coming,
By giving a bounteous heed and humble understanding.

She obviously occupies the state of eulogy and fray,
Her assurance can assist them and hinder when they go astray.

Her ardent nature has no juxtaposition,
Her amity has the right to arrant berate in her trepidation situation.

At last she tops in being forbearance,
She had to do it just for the child’s impending revere