“Mother” a lovable word

embraces all with love

looks with eyes benign

seeks nothing  in return

a solace to all

solicits with a smile

knows only selfless affection

brings tears to my eyes

as I recollect my own

a tough lady by nature

bore so much love inside

never showed it out explicit

being an innate confidence

versatile and  a genius

took after her father

an architect par excellence

not in a way qualified

an administrator beyond imagination

not in a way qualified

a housewife  ahead of thoughts

not in a way qualified

a teacher strict to the core

not in a way qualified

lacked she in one aspect

could that be a minor one

it be the cooking skill

she never wanted to master

rather never attempted once in her life

the mother of mine is a straight woman

majestic and careful

walked with an air of pride

her eyes reflected her feeling

her hands excelled in sewing and knitting

the  embroidery was her speciality

grammar was her focus

punctuations  came first

she lived like a Queen

her bastion always in her hand

such a mother I was blessed to have

being so born in the earth

which too bears the honour of a mother

earth being the founder of all

a symbolic significance of patience and pride

all at the same time  and with the same demand