Mother

When I was a child,I used to ask,
Why you have
Crisscross lines on your face
Why you look so pale?


Never understood then
The struggle you went through
To bring us up ,as a human.
Wherever, we stand,
Is the outcome
Of your struggle and sacrifice.
Never to forget the days
When you sacrificed your food and sleep
For us to study and become self worth.

For every decisions
You are the one to guide.
To make us move forward
Is your only motive.
You are behind my every action
And every motivation.
Every success that I achieve
Has smell of your devotion.

You are stern but  sweet
You are soft as cool breeze.
I thank you for everything you do
For us, which help us grow!!