jvl narasimha rao

mother is the holiest person on earth

because she gives all of us birth

we need not worship her like presiding Diety

we have to look after with piety


when we were kids, she cleaned our clothes

put away things, school books

she worked a lot about our good looks

sometimes she beat us with sticks


she would cleanse our excretion

and looked at us with great admiration

how can we repay her debt

so many memories she has left

motherly affection is a divine craft

it is impossible to show it in a draft


mother is superior to our father

she follows us in our journey of life very farther

if we respect and love her

god gives us many a favour

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