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 Mother.....

The first word that comes out is 'MUMMY'

But don't forget they are god's DUMMY

Mummy is like shade of the tree

She is the only one who teaches her child to see

She gives her child feathers to fly

And also teaches what is the sky...

God sent his angels to everyone

For some they are cool as moon or bright as a sun

Mummy is the word which one cannot forget

They are like wind which do not rest

She is the symbol of love and care

She supports everyone that's why we like to dare.....

love u maa !!

                                     source:----  ca cs prakash's blog.

Mother's Love

Her love is like
an island in life's ocean,
vast and wide
A peaceful, quiet shelter
From the wind, the rain, the tide.
'Tis bound on the north by Hope,
By Patience on the West,
By tender Counsel on the South
And on the East by Rest.
Above it like a beacon light
Shine Faith, and Truth, and Prayer;
And thro' the changing scenes of life
I find a haven there.

My Mother

Who fed me from her gentle breast
And hushed me in her arms to rest, 
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My mother. 
When sleep forsook my open eye, 
Who was it sung sweet lullaby 
And rocked me that I should not cry?
My mother. 
Who sat and watched my infant head 
When sleeping in my cradle bed, 
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My mother. 
When pain and sickness made me cry, 
Who gazed upon my heavy eye 
And wept, for fear that I should die?
My mother. 
Who ran to help me when I fell 
And would some pretty story tell, 
Or kiss the part to make it well?
My mother. 
Who taught my infant lips to pray, 
To love God's holy word and day, 
And walk in wisdom's pleasant way?
My mother. 
And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee
Who wast so very kind to me,-
My mother 
Oh no, the thought I cannot bear; 
And if God please my life to spare 
I hope I shall reward thy care,
My mother. 
When thou art feeble, old and gray, 
My healthy arm shall be thy stay, 
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My mother 
Ans when I see thee hang thy head, 
'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed, 
And tears of sweet affection shed,-
My mother.

by Jane Taylor

Motherhood

The bravest battle that ever was fought!
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps of the world you will find it not;
'Twas fought by the mothers of men.

Nay not with the cannon of battle-shot,
With a sword or noble pen;
Nay, not with eloquent words or thought
From mouth of wonderful men!

But deep in a walled-up woman's heart --
Of a woman that would not yield,
But bravely, silently bore her part --
Lo, there is the battlefield!

No marshalling troops, no bivouac song,
No banner to gleam and wave;
But oh! those battles, they last so long --
From babyhood to the grave.

Yet, faithful still as a bridge of stars,
She fights in her walled-up town --
Fights on and on in her endless wars
Then silent, unseen, goes down.

Oh, ye with banners and battle-shot,
And soldiers to shout and paise!
I tell you the kingliest victories fought
Were fought in those silent ways.

O spotless woman in a world of shame,
With splendid and silent scorn,
Go back to God as white as you came --
The Kingliest warrior born!

by Joaquin Miller

रोशनी देती हुई सब लालटेनें बुझ गईं

ख़त नहीं आया जो बेटों का तो माएं बुझ गई।

इस तरह मेरे गुनाहों को वो धो देती है

मां बहुत गुस्से में होती है, तो रो देती है।

कभी-कभी मुझे यूं भी अज़ा बुलाती है

शरीर बच्चे को जिस तरह मां बुलाती है।

वो मैला-सा-बोसीदा-सा आंचल नहीं देखा

बरसों हुए हमने कोई पीपल नहीं देखा।

लबो पर उसके कभी बद्दुआ नहीं होती

बस एक मां है जो मुझसे ख़फ़ा नहीं होती

मैंने रोते हुए पोछे थे किसी दिन आंसू

मुद्दतों मां ने नहीं धोया दुपट्टा अपना ।

मुझे बस इसलिए अच्छी बहार लगती है

कि ये भी मां की तरह खुशगवार लगती है।

-मुनव्वर राणा

My Mom Is Very Sweet

 Prabhakar Machwe 

My Dearest Mother

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"

But the child wasn't sure he really wanted to go. "But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile, that's enough for me to be happy."
God smiled. "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel's love and be happy."

"And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me," the child continued, "if I don't know the language that men talk?"God patted him on the head and said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."

The child was sad. "And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
But God had an answer for that question too. "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

The baby then turned to God and asked, "I've heard that on earth there are bad men, who will protect me?"
"Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life!"

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore," the child continued warily.
God smiled on the young one. "Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard. The child knew he had to start on his journey very soon. He asked God one more question, softly, "Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."

God touched the child on the shoulder just before he departed and answered, "Your angel's name is of no importance. You will simply call her Mommy."

~Probably By Erma Bom beck~

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Mother's Love

Her love is like
an island in life's ocean,
vast and wide
A peaceful, quiet shelter
From the wind, the rain, the tide.
'Tis bound on the north by Hope,
By Patience on the West,
By tender Counsel on the South
And on the East by Rest.
Above it like a beacon light
Shine Faith, and Truth, and Prayer;
And thro' the changing scenes of life
I find a haven there.

                                                            ..........Unknown

 I Love You Mother

I Love You Mother
You are so special and kind
And I love you so
You helped to build my mind
And I want you to know.
The thought of you by me
Just makes me smile.
We are so close
Forever and not just a while.
I appreciate you mother
And I love all your style.

........Nicole Ruddock