My Precious Gift Mother

O, mother thou art the God's greatest gift to me,
In whom the creator's presence I can see.
There will not be like thee another,
Whom I can remember forever.

Life! God who gift's it,
Thou art the mediator to fulfill it.
Thou beareth all the pain within,
It's only thy master's plan to put in.

Thou are the great teacher who taught,
Corrected without any negative thought.
Thou art a person of example,
And the only one who never grumble.

Oh! No! I'm an unworthy servant,
To enunciate the vastness of thy sweet heart.
Is there anyone to defend?
A person like thee where to find?

O, mother! My beloved caretaker,
How lovely! Is your creator.

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I thank and praise him forever,
Because, he gave me you, a care taker dear mother.