Teacher - Second Mother

Teachers are said to be out second mothers and mothers are also are teachers 

So here is a poem dedicated to our mothers who are also our teachers

Mother o Mother 

I know parties aren't fun for you 

But what's the sense-making the piece of cake due

A piece of the pie 

can't have all the joy

So lets just

Enjoy 

Enjoy 

Enjoy!!! 

I love you to the moon and back 

If you want I can clean your rack

Let's together find a hack 

To playback 

Our connection is like a bar of gold

If it breaks, it can be molded in a new shape 

If you want I can help you with your saree drape 

Come on mom, let's make a cake 

I won't be lazy to bake

Let's intake 

the task

And remake

the memories 

Let's make a shake

And drink it near the lake 

You are my first teacher 

This is your best feature 

Mom, you are perfect

And you love to inspect 

My every life subject 

So that I don't Misdirect

Mom, you are perfect

Mom, you are lit

You are totally fit

Come together let's sit 

And enjoy a bit. 

Mom, you are lit. 

Where God couldn't go

He sent you 

Cause he was aware 

That you will be fair 

And take my care...