Mothers Same Everywhere Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mothers are mothers
She can alter
Unhappiness to happiness
Bring home for homeless

She is not only dedicated
But practically educated
She may have less education
But very rich in maintaining relation

The children are her asset
And makes it let
To everybody
That she is firm believer in an almighty

If she is labourer
It is her honour
She doesn't need any comfort
But some kind of surety in fact

There is brightness in her eyes
That shows
Her perfect reading
About life and its ending