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No where you may find Such a fine creature lovely and very kind Not a word to complain still act mild Even with the cry of sick child She is there day and night For every reason wrong or right All odd situations to fight Yet to show all a bright day with light Sometimes I venture into dreamland Think about mother as true caretaker and friend What she has in mind when grooming the child? Is the only motherly love making her blind? I know not the reason behind Not even God may try to know or find Her womb has been made so sacred We got to believe and be led She remains thorough out with you as shadow In you she finds promising window You may take her care in coming day When she has nothing else to thing of alternate way She has to run all around for safe refuge People may not take her lightly and refuse Yet without loosing of hope and future She may carve out the destiny for sure This is how her position is defined In all the ages her name is taken with care and refined She is in all the eyes very dominating figure At home and abroad she is really a pleasure All the comforts assured for stay She never leaves for second and go away You are all the times very close to her heart She knows well that she can’t afford to part You are her life and in fact everything She all the melodious songs to sing Whenever you cry, smile or demand She is always there with you to stand