I was born from you,
I was there on your lap-
Jumped and crawled for the first time
Your claps encouraged me,
To stand straight.
You wanted me to ride a bicycle
Which was four cycled
You took me to the darkest chamber
where you stood out till I stopped crying
Yes, It was my initial academy!
Blood smeared from my knees,
But you appreciated it
when I came home with the trophy.
You pushed me every time
when I felt low.
Milk,cookies and your unslept nights,
made a solid record for my upper schooling
Yes we achieved it.
How weird will a hostel life be
Without your warm lap?
I would rather stay with you, because
I have zero gutts to leave you!
I can never forget your eternal love
Till I stop breathing-Because
Your breasts fed your blood to me!
Tribute to You!!
YOU ARE READING
Ode to My Mom
PoetryPersonal poetry as a tribute to my ever loving mother. #Thava is her nice name