A motherly love is never a waste
Her every expression has a taste
Tenderness shines forth her face
Maturity crowns her mind chaste

At early dawn she is up to the kitchen
She has already ready her sweet vision
With a prompt menu to feed us children
She smiles sweet with a dainty provision

She attends the children in their morning mission
Gets ready the school bag and the solid Tiffin
Her sweet kiss and the smile, fades my tension
Oh! My Mother darling your voice I love to listen