Mothers who do what they do selflessly,
With no strings attached,
With all that unmatched unconditional love,
Together the family she bound.

Behind the suave smile she hid,
The pain she bore to see her happy kid,
Many a pleasure she forbid,
Finding delight in the chores she did.

A ray of hope she was,
In the dark times I saw,
Brushing aside my flaws,
She stood by my side to applaud.

A life full of thorns she led,
Shielding her love from the worldly dreads,
High morals in her daughter she embed,
Making her fly with dreams widespread.

The path she showed never misled,
Words were left unsaid,
Bittersweet tears were shed,
On the day her princess had wed.

Mothers who do what they do selflessly,
With no strings attached,
With all that unmatched unconditional love,
They are an epitome of the Deity above.