ABOVE MOTHER NO OTHER

She Kissed My Forehead And Tucked Me In.

She Is Happiness.

She Is My Mother.

Telling our Mother I Love You is like a Child telling I Love Icecream.

The mere people who waits for this day and wish their Mothers are those who stay at distance from them. Because distance prove us the value of love and people especially, Mother. Mother is a Wonderdful Woman who never knows to skip things and take rest even for a while. She deserve more than words and gifts we share her this day. Mothers are Mothers.

Nothing can beat the Happiness of  wishing our Mother, A Happy Mother's Day by a handwritten letter telling her, How Beautiful She Is...!!

A Poem by ANITA MARATHE,

HOW CAN YOU BE BEDRIDDEN ?

You were fit for seven decades mom!

You were always agile,

Eternally a caring Mother,

How did your health all beguile?

You used to be up and active,

Even before the sun and the cock,

We have never seen you ailing,

And they say there is now vessel block!

Sleep would bewithch and entice us,

But you would still with hands full,

With the numerous chores to get done,

Before you hit the bed with a mind cool!

I never saw you brushing your teeth,

As it was always done before I awoke,

Languishing in bed was never the thing,

You did even if we would provoke!

You slogged so that we could relax,

And accompanied us in our hours of strife,

Did you never wish to live for yourself,

Getting sick of being a good mom and wife?

We all would grumble about smallest grievances,

But you took everything in stride,

No cosmetics could vie in adoring your face,

When it was resplendent with your material pride!

Did you never play with dolls or wet earth?

Did you never misplace things or lose calm?

Were you never lazy or lethargic?

We're you described to care by the lines on your palm?

We faced harsh or salubrious times,

And you were a pillar of strength,

We took it for granted, o maa!

That you would be there for our life's length!

Then one day you shook us dear,

We trembled to the core,

When they inserted tubes and needles,

To put you at ease but to scare us more!

The doctors are going for a by-pass,

To bring comfort as of old,

We will leave no stone unturned,

To have you with your original heart of gold!

All these years you conditionally cared,

For your darlings you did nothing spare,

So that you can forever be there,

And life is again bountiful and fair!!

"ABOVE MOTHER NO OTHER" :-)