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How do I thank you mother?
How do I show my gratitude?
Do I show it through my deeds or my attitude?
Whatever I do, it seems less.
Makes me feel, I am thankless.
How do I thank you for holding my hand,
When life blinded me with a handful of sand?
How do I repay for the prayer you prayed for me,
When I was caught between the devil and the sea?
What do I give in return for the time you spent,
When my health failed and my knees had bent?
How do I praise your unrelenting patience,
When I threw tantrums and lost my sense?
I would pray to God for your joy and happiness
But whatever I do it seems so less.
Coz, every child that sleeps in its mother's womb
Gets the greatest gift of all, which it takes to its tomb.
And I would pray to God (selfish, you may say)
That let me be my mother's child for ages ahead, come what may.
Sudeepa Nair
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