The Mother .... Up on the tree
On a cosy little branch A warm nest is being built. The mother is tired Yet ,she travels afar To get the strongest of twigs That will brave the winds. Patiently, she intertwines them She toils, she sweats. Making the perfect nest for her newborn. She may go hungry to feed it. She listens to every little cry. The communication is heavenly She can understand every seen emotion And can decipher the unseen, the untold. The newborn begins to grow. And she teaches it the truths of life. They rejoice together in sunshine. And she comforts her in the storms. The newborn is now ready to fly. She kisses her goodbye. A wonderful mother has she been. Without any expectations. Pure love , unconditional. Truly profound and sublime. Happy Mother’s day to all the beautiful mothers sharing their love and making this world so beautiful. .........Dr Samir Heble 10/5/2009
