Her auburn eyes reflect
The agony of her engulfed heart
Her faded finger-print flaunts
Her unconditional sacrifices
Her silver strands are a witness
Of her deterministic struggle
For one cause
For a smile
In the lips
Not her own
But in a way
Her own
For the success
She will fight
Till the blood flows
In her veins
But it is not her success
Yet It is her success
In a way
The debt
I repay
But my life is scarce
I vow
“Till I breathe my last
Will save her tears
Aren’t they precious pearls?”
I Thank her
For showing me what I can be
I love her
For making me what I am
I salute her
For her sacrifices and love
Love you mom….
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