Mother’s Love is like…
A cold breeze in a sunny day,
It’s like flowers blooming in a thorny way,
It’s like the shade of a tree grown old and brown…
It soothes us at pain and even at the world’s frown;
Mother’s Love is so precious…
It brings a spirit in all of us;
It’s like a golden banner at every victory
And tender words at every misery!!
It’s like an oasis in a wild desert
And a burning candle in the darkness of every heart!
It is warm like the lark’s feather
But still… people unknowingly wander hither and thither!
They never realise that mother’s love is so pure…
That it is brighter than any of the world’s false lure!!