My mother, alas, is now no more
She has surely entered Heaven’s door
But what she left for us behind
Will always remain in my mind
Our head, she said, should be held high
That is possible, if you don’t lie..
Our eyes should see the good in others
And treat them all, as if, our brothers
Our ears should not listen to rumour
But listen to stories that pass on humour
Our lips should always turn up in a smile
This will carry us mile after mile
Use the tongue to tell the truth
This will always bear good fruit
Shoulders should be used to be leaned on
Be it night, or be it morn
Hands to help, and hands to hold
Exuding warmth, and in prayers, fold
Heart to love, and to care
And always, compassion, to bear and share
Feet should always walk
On the straight and narrow path
That was the message
That would set us apart
Be at peace, Mother
You are like no other
We would, always, in you, confide
You were our source of strength and pride
Your soul hovers around us still
You never complained, even when ill;
It gives us comfort when we are sad
And reminds us of the good times, we had
Heaven lies at Mother’s feet, it’s said
So even though the heart is heavy as lead
I pray, that you will continue to be there
In spirit, our whole life, to share
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 8:14 AM UTC
My mother, alas, is now no more
She has surely entered Heaven’s door
But what she left for us behind
Will always remain in my mind
Our head, she said, should be held high
That is possible, if you don’t lie..
Our eyes should see the good in others
And treat them all, as if, our brothers
Our ears should not listen to rumour
But listen to stories that pass on humour
Our lips should always turn up in a smile
This will carry us mile after mile
Use the tongue to tell the truth
This will always bear good fruit
Shoulders should be used to be leaned on
Be it night, or be it morn
Hands to help, and hands to hold
Exuding warmth, and in prayers, fold
Heart to love, and to care
And always, compassion, to bear and share
Feet should always walk
On the straight and narrow path
That was the message
That would set us apart
Be at peace, Mother
You are like no other
We would, always, in you, confide
You were our source of strength and pride
Your soul hovers around us still
You never complained, even when ill;
It gives us comfort when we are sad
And reminds us of the good times, we had
Heaven lies at Mother’s feet, it’s said
So even though the heart is heavy as lead
I pray, that you will continue to be there
In spirit, our whole life, to share
on the eve of mother's day sharing this for all moms out there