Through her, my God gave my life.
Through her, He’d always save my life.
She taught me how to pave my life,
She showed me how to behave my life.
For me she is, God-like divine,
It’s her who makes me rise and shine.
She’s so amazing, so benign,
Always stood for me like a pine.
She has an unmatched way of tolerance,
To bear with me and all my nonsense,
I gave her troubles, it was my ignorance,
Salute to her, she still gave me importance.
Whatever I am, I owe it to mother,
She gave me protection, in every weather,
I won’t do justice, no matter what I utter,
My mother is the best, she’s like no other.
They say I should wish her, because it’s mother’s day,
But I didn’t wish her, I don’t know what to say,
I love her every minute, I love her every day,
I’m proud to be her son, and that is my way.
~ Zulfiqar Ali Malik
A Mother’s Day Poem by Zulfiqar Ali Malik
Zulfiqar Ali Malik
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