My Mother

She doesn’t knows how to read and write
But she’s the most literate mother on this earth
She’s the one who gave me my birth
And today I can see this beautiful world
She spends her whole day in loads of work
And never annoyed when I give her a laugh-jerk
She’s my mother, my maa, my mom
My life she is, she’s my home
Living so far, I feel separation pain
Tears fall from eyes like heavy rains
I would do anything to keep my mom always happy
On her face, a lovely smile, I always wanna see…

by Rishikesh R Ranga

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The best tribute given by a son to his mother. If everyone thinks like this, there is no need to open old age homes for the abandoned parents.