Mother is Love
The world framed red heart as sign of affection
But I grew up trusting mother as symbol of love and attachment
For some she is the one who gave birth to God’s invention
Though others consider planet earth and mother country the enlightment
As a crawling baby she gave me a worthy name
And as a walking kid she guided me right towards light
Her correction and inspiration gifted me glory and fame
Which I consider will surely make my future bright
Rhythm of Lullaby she sang is a present to my ears
The dishes that she baked has enhanced my taste buds
As I got up from the cradle she wiped my tears
God is love and love is mother; so she is the living goddess
From childhood she taught me the meaning of love and hate
As well as the bliss of granting and satisfaction of donating
All these accounts for a smile at all times on my face
Because I realized much earlier life isn’t earning, it’s all loving
My legs paced short distances to gain money and wealth
The chapter which made me a sick patient
She ran miles to ensure me good health
No words can thank her for treating me with such patience
I am ready to kneel or to bow throughout my life
In order to express my sorry and thank you in delight
Love is the symbol of peace, so mother is love
Life is giving and lending, so mother is life
VaishakSeetharamDattani
03 March 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem