Colorful Motherhood

I remember you mom, at all the Ocean’s deepest emotions.

Or at all the happiest times, like being over the clouds.

I remember your, nurturing and protectiveness, like the plants and trees.

Or the strength in you, like that of the rocky mountain.

I remember your care and softness, like the rose petal and newborn.

Or the anger and discipline, like that of the power of blood.

I remember your calmness and patients, like that of the running stream.

Or the force in attaining your goal, like that of a falls.

To be with you is like the warmth of the rising sun.

You spread happiness like the bright sun.

To be with you is like sitting on the farm of lavender.

You make us feel, like the smell and breeze of lavender.

To spend time with you is like being in the garden of different flowers and fruits.

But without you is as dark as the closed dead body’s coffin.

Motherhood has all the vibrant and various colors in itself.

That every mother imbibes in herself for her young ones and family.