Ode to my mom

My mom, a rare human kind,

Broad heart yet so soft,

Voice sharp like a whistle yet soothing,

She is a mom that I aspire to be in my turn.

My mom, the one who is selfless,

The one who don’t eat before her children,

She is a mom, who deeply panics,

Even over a slightest cut.

My mom, a very sensitive woman,

A thing just has to pass by her side,

And she would have known all of its features,      

She is a mom who is fearless to all to protect us.  

My mom, the kindest human heart,

Who knows no limit of sharing?

Unless she is completely broke,

A mom she is who only knows ‘no limits.’

 My mom, a very fragile health, 
Who is loaded with sickness, 
Who is enough with a puff of dust to catch the cold, 
My mom, i wish you remain healthy, forever.   

My mom, a very warm woman,

Who I can’t afford not to remember,

The one who resides within the whole of me,
She is a mom whom I miss every single day.