Her Love

She is like no other,

Fire and Ice manifested as one.

Not a care for others

Yet eternal love stored in her heart

Just for me.

Like clay she moulds herself

To fulfil my whims,

For a smile on my face,

The lengths she goes

Unsung to me.

I often wonder how

One can love so fiercely.

Without taking nothin in return,

A love so unconditional

It never ceases to faze me.

Every word of hers is coated

With an ethereal sweet.

Her loving gaze alone speaks

A million words to me.

Time itself wonders

How she manages to keep

An appeal so pleasant

As if the world lays at her feet.

Unfazed by the shadows of death that creep,

She holds me in an embrace so warm

That atones for every second spent apart.

Her memories, I cherish

Like no other boon.

Had she the chance,

I know she'd bottle up

My laughter and drink it every day.

Everyday till death do us apart.

She is a wonder and a gift,

Definitely not perfect

Yet so exquisitely flawed.

She is my mother,

An angel sent just for me.