May it be fierce sun
Or freezing winter;
For the shade and warmth,
I always look up to you, my mother!
May it be season of fall
Or days of pleasing bloom;
Mom, I don't fear to fall
Believing you'll let come no gloom
May it be dead dark
Or shining moon;
Or be it reality stark
Of deserted noon
To help me come out of it all
There, it's been shower of your boon!
May it be sacrificing sleep
Or promises to keep;
No one can stand better
In that matter, O' my mother!
I don't need a Mother's Day
To show what I feel for you each day.
Happy all the time you stay
I want to make it sure
Come what may!
~ Vivek

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