Mom;
Thy love is unpayable,
Can I ever pay?
Thy love is from caelum,
Verily, comes from your heart.
Eyes open and lighted fire,
Morning refast at dawn.
You never starve us, weeps of tears,
You never let us know your frown smile.
You've packed tiffin, hope for whole day,
Making us glee,
You teach us to share in a lovely way,
Sharing meals with friend, even with foe.
The aroma......you fill,
Full of love and happiness.
The taste of love, shown by your fare,
Full of sweetness with no bitterness.
Your immense love, shines my life,
And I have nothing to say and strife.
Thank's for carving my life with thy hands,
Carving like a knife.
Thanks for letting me know and grow, alone,
What's my need and desire!
With age, I learn to discern,
The needs that nourish life, from wants that yearn.
Thy love is divine and refine,
You the sunshine of my life.
You the only one in the entire world,
That's mine.
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