My Mom-A friend, A guide, A teacher

Mom, I miss how you pampered me

When you time passed making up me

I miss us being more of friends

I miss the way I fell asleep on your lap

When you ruffle your fingers through my hair,

I miss how you looked at me at times

Wondering in sadness how quick I had grown

I miss how we used to argue and fight for simple things

And then patch up with a burst of laughter,

I respect, for you always reads my mind

And guides me like a guardian angel

Never letting me stumble or trip

Upon something that would cause harm,

I regret for the times I made you cry

Overreacting for the simplest things

Making you a material to relieve my rage

On matters something else,

I would always miss your that smile

That wides out when you do stupid deeds

Where I would feel you like my daughter

Rather than I am yours,

And finally I owe you for life

For constructing me this way

Strong enough to break any hardness

Soft enough to melt any metal

Courageous enough to move on any path

And determined enough to be righteous always…

Love you Mom…!!!