Mummy

If someone was to ask me what a mother means,
I could only recite, of experience, all the things I saw
How else could I describe,
An endless defiance of all the worldly vices

‘God couldn’t be everywhere, so he made mothers’
I may not have met God,
But to deny what they say,
Was there even a day?

She is the one, who’d give away her share of the ice cream,
And say she didn’t care for it anyway!
The one who’d stay awake before my exams,
Even when I’ve hit the bed and called it a day

The only friend who after every stormy fight,
Comes to tell you how it was her mistake, even when it was yours
The only one who’ll take all your shouting,
And lovingly come your way

She’d wait for you to eat,
Wondering about you all day
She’ll fight the world for you,
Clearing every obstacle on your way

Day in and day out,
Childhood, teenage or adulthood,
Her endless abyss of love, care and emotions
Reaches you all the way!

As I sit and ponder
I could go on all day
As no verse can ever capture the essence of motherhood,
That I continue to experience each day!