You May Find Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No where you may find
Such a fine creature lovely and very kind
Not a word to complain still act mild
Even with the cry of sick child

She is there day and night
For every reason wrong or right
All odd situations to fight
Yet to show all a bright day with light

Sometimes I venture into dreamland
Think about mother as true caretaker and friend
What she has in mind when grooming the child?
Is the only motherly love making her blind?

I know not the reason behind
Not even God may try to know or find
Her womb has been made so sacred
We got to believe and be led

She remains thorough out with you as shadow
In you she finds promising window
You may take her care in coming day
When she has nothing else to thing of alternate way

She has to run all around for safe refuge
People may not take her lightly and refuse
Yet without loosing of hope and future
She may carve out the destiny for sure

This is how her position is defined
In all the ages her name is taken with care and refined
She is in all the eyes very dominating figure
At home and abroad she is really a pleasure

All the comforts assured for stay
She never leaves for second and go away
You are all the times very close to her heart
She knows well that she can’t afford to part

You are her life and in fact everything
She is for all the melodious songs to sing
Whenever you cry, smile or demand
She is always there with you to stand