A Paragon of Strength

A Paragon of Strength

A common face, they might not cherish, a nurturing nest, they might not perish.

But, when wounded and broken,
They would run to have a glimpse.

For centuries, if you serve to make her feel Comfy,
You will not be able to match her devotion.

Enchanting shades of love and selflessness, that
She reflects and flows like blood in her veins.

A mentor, a friend, a teacher, a therapist,
For she is nothing else but a Mother.

Annum Shabbir