I saw her lighting the lamp
In the evening
And whisper prayers in to
Our ears
I saw her kneeling down
Before the gods
Asking them to keep her
Children happy
I saw tears in her eyes when
She woke up
And bent down to sweep
The floors
She walked alone like a
Warrior queen
To win happiness for us
Who slept
Like monsters under her
Love till
The sweet sun rose to
Remind us that she had
Needed our love too
But it was too late
Mother is the true blessing of God for child Mother's love and care for child is out artificial Yeah, Mother has also right to get the love and care from her child
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sad was too late for one to realize she was gone SAD AKP Good remider do good quickly