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The Mother

How will I tell her,
to take rest for once when she doesn't know words that
 belongs to her because all her life she developed a friendship
 with words of selfless love for her children.

How will I tell her,
to give up her fight for her children 
against society when she only knows strength.


How will I tell her,
that sometimes it is okay to be imperfect,
 when  all her life she was obsessed 
towards creating perfect self for the aim 
of her family.



How will I tell her,
it is unfair to not love yourself, 
when all her life is dedicated
 towards her children happiness. 
which she couldn’t knit for herself.
How will I tell her,
to stop thinking of her children for once, 
when in all her prayers she chanted their 
name 108 times.

How will I tell her, 
it is not okay to enjoy loneliness, 
when the only food that will satisfy 
her appetite is one smile of her children.

How will I tell her,
I am proud of her when words like 
this is too less in front of heaven’s door.
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