Amma

Mother, words will not suffice.
Overwhelmed am I thinking of your face.
Tears deep from my heart come up
Hiding my eyes from looking you up.
Efforts control me. There, memories refreshed.
Remote days. Feeling the warmth of you
'Mum mum', I sucked along with ethics fed.
Oh mom, my school of morals are you
Much to the 'will be' of my values.
More to say as I grew on
Abundant you nurtured me to perfection.
Moulded my character and wisdom of great use.
Another woman of her own desires
Meaningfully is absent in you.
An institution yourself of ethereal love is true.
All along caring for my health and efforts
Magnanimity has been your quality.
Marvellous you've been my teacher and philosopher.
Amma your love is incomparable in eternal purity.

poem by Indira Renganathan
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