Lucky am I to be born to thee
the lovely smile,the comforting look
the beautiful face that can
challenge the moon...
Never have I seen you frown
neither have I seen you rude
whenever I slipped ,
you were there to hold me
whenever I wept
you were there to console me.
Secure I was in your hold
when a mother myself
you held me with pride
whenever in distress
it was your voice that led me
now my dear ma..............
I miss you so much.
My happiness, my progress
I am unable to share
it makes my heart heavy
just a moment .........my God!
wont you send her back to us
to see us all jubilant
to see that the path she
wove for us
hasn't gone in vain....
I am waiting for the new year to dawn
just believing she will be back
just as she left us.......
My mother My sweet mother.
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