Mothers First

The world is blessed to have them as mothers

Mothers mould for their unconditional love and patience

They are the walking indistinguishable miracles

That all nations desire to have

A mother’s hug lasts long in the heart

She is my mother, John’s mother, Mary’s mother

And a mother of every son and daughter be it young and old

The tenderness in her arms comforts a child’s sleep

No one can take her place rather she does

Her joy is the beacon lighting up the future

She is the sweet flower every bee collects nectar

Be it peace, love, and happiness; be it needs not to be hated

 There is no heroism that is greater than motherhood

She is the masterpiece of the heart of God

A mother teaches acceptance, tolerance, bravery and compassion

No one can even complete all the lessons learnt from her

She is the world’s heart, the icon of all personalities

Everyone, a mother is the breath of life.