a poetry about an ode to the lover in the form of a Goddess a poetry about an ode to the lover in the form of a Goddess

No one is better than Mom So why fight with Mom No one is better than Mom So why fight with Mom

The poem shows that there is none like a mother. The poem shows that there is none like a mother.

My dear Mother, Thou art my first love. My dear Mother, Thou art my first love.

I salute you o my mother, Should every one like you; I salute you o my mother, Should every one like you;

I have given myself to you You hold me up I have given myself to you You hold me up