“Mother to Daughter”


She was the one who puts me first,
To test my broken heart, inspite of how it hurts.
Thank you for your heart, sweet and tears,
She did many good things to me for years.

When I was at my life's end,
She was one of my best friend.
She always taught me not to do wrong,
During the problems to be strong.

She brought me the things I asked at the spot,
She heals my leg as I got the shots.
Whenever I was right and used to fight,
She was the one who took my side that I was right.

She was the woman of grace,
Having sweet and lovely face.
She was no one other,
But she was my best mother.

- Astha

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