I wish mothers’ day to all the mothers
Who are fathers’ to children whose -
Fathers are farther ;
Who’s always ready to work as a street cobbler or a barber
Doing her work harder -
She’ll not eat bread but provide you cake
Ate all thing today tomorrow what to bake?
But,
Again she’ll manage it anyhow
She’ll feed her son daughter -
Keeping empty bowl for her
Starving in hunger from inside
Hands still shivering due to ice -
The work she did yesterday in snow filled roadside
No fix work for tomorrow
Prays to god for the snow
If not what to do ?
Childrens are suffering from flu
So she did the work and got some wages,
And ;
Her children filled their stomaches
So she forget all hunger and aches of her
And we call her ANGEL MOTHER :-)(-:
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 9:48 AM UTC
I wish mothers’ day to all the mothers
Who are fathers’ to children whose -
Fathers are farther ;
Who’s always ready to work as a street cobbler or a barber
Doing her work harder -
She’ll not eat bread but provide you cake
Ate all thing today tomorrow what to bake?
But,
Again she’ll manage it anyhow
She’ll feed her son daughter -
Keeping empty bowl for her
Starving in hunger from inside
Hands still shivering due to ice -
The work she did yesterday in snow filled roadside
No fix work for tomorrow
Prays to god for the snow
If not what to do ?
Childrens are suffering from flu
So she did the work and got some wages,
And ;
Her children filled their stomaches
So she forget all hunger and aches of her
And we call her ANGEL MOTHER :-)(-:
This poem is dedicated to those mothers who are in below poverty line !
PS : Cobbler and Barber mentioned above doesn’t show their inferiority( so called ) ! No works are superior and inferior but equally important!
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