THAT'S MY MOTHER
THAT'S MY MOTHER
I know a woman
so audacious and brave,
for every task she did,
the best she gave.
An epitome of fondness,
paths of gold she paved!
A perfect homemaker,
also, an all-rounder,
who performs her duties
with glee.
Whose daughters are
her priority,
Yet for not having a son,
she's looked upon with sympathy.
From her side,
the sympathy was paid no heed,
Parity is something
in which she believed.
Such negativity shall be freed!
And she reckons;
Certainly,
a day will come,
A world to witness
full of optimism.
Where positivity shall
dominate negativity,
Declaring the victory
of liberty over inequality!
