A song of dedication
Sung from the heart
Filled with the hopes that
You will listen wherever you are…
Sung the beauty of a mother
Iam neither a poet nor a singer
Iam a child who wish
To sing the song of my heart
Mother -
Is a symbol of patience,
Synonym of sacrifice,
Ocean of love and wishes,
Fusion of care and affection.
Sleepless nights of nursing me,
Patience to my prattles and burst outs..
Yet concealing the tears in a smile,
Soothing words and hugs.
How can i forget those memories?
At last this vacuous hand realised
Mother is a priceless posession...
which cannot be repaid.
All that i can do is hum a hymn
in the name of your beauty.
