#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
Keeping inside in ur womb for like 9 months,
Requires a lot of guts,
By making ur dreams shut,
N I know this is more hard than cracking a nutt....

Carrying my weight without being concern about ur fat,
Protecting me by giving shade in the form of mat,
Giving me birth without carrying about wrinkles ,which is threate,
N welcoming me with a big smile, even...