When I think of my mother, I’m always left with an incomprehensive thought; a thought that cannot end about how selfless and compassionate she is.
How fortunate am I having her as a mother. I tried to come up with some words, but couldn’t find the right words to use.
Never in my life have I met someone who would put other’s happiness before there’s, sacrificing all they have for my wellbeing.
To me she’s more than a mother she is a Heroine.
©amthepoet
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