If I could only tell my mother
How it hurts to see her strive
Wish to make her honored
Make it worth her sacrifice

Her heart is sore with struggles
But her eyes say otherwise
For back then, she coveted for cuddles
And yearned for allibis

But now it's time my lady
That you drop you sword and guard
It's only sun, no hazy
Let me soothe your wounds and scars

For if there's another birth
I wish to be her mother
Bless with all she was dearth
Grant her a life like no other
© SharonShenoy