In gardens of memories, her essence blooms,
Her love, a melody, in life's vast rooms.
With tender hands, she shapes our dreams,
Through storm and sun, her light gleams.
In her laughter, we find our song,
In her embrace, we feel we belong.
A beacon of strength, her spirit pure,
On Mother's Day, our gratitude soars.
Happy Mother's day
©Komal Verma
On mother's day even this little poetry is not enough for the love she gave to us
