A Tribute to Motherhood-2
From the time
Of conception,
A mother
Nurtures like a gardener,
Who plants a seed
And tenderly
Watches it
Growing from a sapling to tree.
Her heart
Has the width of the sky.
She can’t hold anything
Against her children for long,
Even if she tries.
Her generosity,
Like that of the Sun
Which gives,
Life and light
To everyone
She is like a tree,
Rooted and grounded.
Where weary travellers
Come to rest
And birds build their nests.
She is humble like a river,
On the banks
Of which
Ever
Since creation,
Man has built civilizations
a mother,
Encompasses
The whole cosmos.
She has something of Divine
It’s no coincidence-
It was so by God designed.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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