#MothersDayPoem
Memories of my cradle lay in the folds of your embrace,
Life turned hard when I left that cozy space,
Mothers are pious of every living race,
Every moment with you should be at the slowest pace,
to enclave myself with your aura is absolute grace.

The way you would cuddle and play,
that was life in it's prettiest way,
in every sphere you always slay.
Bff and girlfriend, forever my bae,
moments I have with you will always stay.

you are my angel in disguise,
outweighing wisest of the wise,
for my sake so early you rise,
if only anyone could pay the price
for what you do & what you sacrifice.

I owe you the most, even all my time,
I always see you and try to mime,
An unpaid worker yet working overtime,
never disgusted,you cleaned my face's grime,
selfless it is,your pains are never in dime,
your chide is silvery like the wind chime.
undeniable gratitude to you is prime.