A Poem On Our Striving Mothers. =)

MOTHER- Epitome of Selflessness

Giving you a cocooned life, she brings you up.

Never complaining, with a smile on her face,

Always there to cheer you up.

She'll listen patiently to your anecdote for the umpteenth time ,

Or the poem you composed that has no rhythm or rhyme; and even give an encouraging smile.

When daddy's boiling with anger over his Blackberry that you lost ,

Mom comes to rescue , pacifying him , giving you cover.

Through your tough times in life ,

She's there to wade you through it till its over .

With time, she may lose her swiftness in work.

Then and now she may turn a hair or two grey,

It isn't the number of wrinkles on her face,

Or the slowness of her pace that matter,

But her concern and affection for you that never fades.

Doing the dishes for her, or the clean up more often,

Spending ample time with her, as you grow up,

Are better ways to express respect and love,

Rather than just following rituals and moving away from her.

Years later, when she'll be a fragile frame,

And you return from a hard day's work,

A warm hug and a beaming smile are all

she'll long for.

Call it blasphemy or irony, they spend their entire lives doing

everything that'd make our lives better.

Yet they expect so less from us,

Despite which, many of us fail to acknowledge their efforts,

and give them even this much.

:)