MOTHERS OF THE WORLD!

When I was a little girl, wearing frocks of lace,

My mother infused in me love and grace.

When I grew up to be a mother,

Tried to bring, Love and laughter on my daughter’s platter.

Now as a grandmother, I try

To bring courage, compassion in my grandchild.

How many hats do we often doff

As daughter, sister, wife, grandmother and more.

The beauty that I behold now, close to my heart,

Is that of my mother, crossing eight decades and eight springs.

With her toothless smile and dim lit eyes,

Wobbling with a stick, taking tiny steps,

So dependant for all her basic needs.

Waiting …waiting and waiting, silently

When her prodigy finds time in busy schedules.

She is not just only my mother ,

But an epitome of all mothers in the world,

In their twilight years…calling a cuckoos song!

Who shall now become the beacon of strength?

A pillar of strength to assure and hold their hands!

Believe it or not; they are the sunshines and goldmines,

That the fabric of society, today stays intact.

Today they are here, tomorrow will be gone

So here’s a salute to all the mothers in their twilight years,

Salute to that woman who educates the society,

Salute to that womb that gives birth to the girl child,

Salute to the girl child that grows,

To shower love to humanity,

And world to evolve.