Your mother bore you for nine months,
she watched her feet swell,
she struggled to climb stairs,
she got breathless quick; she bore excruciating pain,
she suffered many sleepless nights; she became your nurse,
your chef,
your teacher,
your cleaner,
your laundrette,
your friend,
She struggled for you,
but not once did she see it as a struggle.
Not once did she develop regrets.
After all this,
how dare you say, 'uff' to her?
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
Your mother bore you for nine months,
she watched her feet swell,
she struggled to climb stairs,
she got breathless quick; she bore excruciating pain,
she suffered many sleepless nights; she became your nurse,
your chef,
your teacher,
your cleaner,
your laundrette,
your friend,
She struggled for you,
but not once did she see it as a struggle.
Not once did she develop regrets.
After all this,
how dare you say, 'uff' to her?
