Mother

You struggled to have me...

Doctors, priests, medicine and prayer...

You loved and cherished me

Even before I was born...

You struggled 9 long months...

You gave me life...

You held my hand and taught me to walk

You sang to me and taught me to talk

You mended scraped knees

And wiped away unhappy tears

You held my hand

Through moments of fear

You encouraged me to be

All that I can be

How You did it

I’ll never know

Anything I asked for I got

Yet you were all alone.

Now it’s my turn

To try and pay you back...

To hold your hand through your fear

To wipe away the tears of your pain...

To be there when you need me

To be the best daughter I can be

and

Hopefully someday

Become as amazing

As You

~Shamshaad~