Oh Mother!

Oh mother! What is in you
That I find very few
In the world old and new
So pitiful and of such hue.


You never know that I am no longer
A child in the cradle.
It was so when my first day dawned on this earth
It was so when I was running out of pocket.
It was so when I was struggling for life
It was so when my life was full of sorrowful strife.


And now that my purse is flooding with money.
And now that I misbehave even in my forties
And now that I have a beautiful wife and a pretty son
Even to-day my rebuke meets with your compassion
Even if my wife retort, you take it in a lighter vein


Oh mother! What to speak of others
Every relation has a shifting quality.
But oh mother! You are irreplaceable.

(By: Vivekanand Jha)
Http:www.v-jha.blogspot.com

Excellent.mindblowing creation Vivek ji,great work