Mother, you are an angel without wings.
Cannot be compared with any earthlings.
Like any other common being , I wasnt special.
You made a human out of me, groomed me so well.
I was a blank canvas when I was born.
With your angelic touch , a beautiful  potrait was drawn.
You have been through my thick and thin.
When I was ill, you formed the medicine.
Whenever I was down and hurt.
You formed the ultimate comfort.
Detached from umbilical cord,  now a separate unit.
But you and me are the same by heart and spirit.
Your love cannot be counted in numbers.
It overflows through my  puny heart  chambers.
To me you are the sky and you are the earth.
You mean everything to me since my birth.