A little creation in mothers womb
Created all the difference
Her cheeks broadened with joy
A tiny creature in her arms
Helpless in her bosom so warm
Her whole being tingled with cheer
Filling her guts with joyous song
Bursting out with laughter
Whilst baby remained sacred
Helpless in mothers clutch
No more sorrow for she is triumphant
Her heart has no malice
A pure love towards her creature
For she created a noble human
Helpless in her breasts
Mother, always love personified
Love so selfless and divine
My tears became her acute pain
My smile became her sparkle of hope
Helpless in her hands
It hurt her every time I shed tears
Causing her heart to cumbersome
Yet she sympathized with a smile
Sorrow hidden behind her lips
Helpless child in her heart
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