THAT IS WHY SHE IS CALLED MOTHER!

THAT’S WHY SHE IS CALLED MOTHER!

When you do lose your temper,
With or without reason on any other,
Must he not appreciate, but shall shower
On you instantly hot, volcanic and boiling water!

But, entirely exceptional is your Mother:
For, instead of being furious and vicious rather,
She will humbly absorb, evaporate and cower,
And eagerly persuade you to please and placate further!

Yes, no one else can so much patience gather,
No one else can so much pure Love render,
No one else can, in heavenly virtues, excel Her,
No one else can be so therapeutic, vulnerable and dear!

That is why, She is called ‘Mother’ –
Made up of a Divine stuff, uncommon and rare!

@Shankar D Mishra  12.05.2019
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