Mother Poem: Words of Love and Appreciation

My Mother

                                     My mother was a blessing of God                        

My real wealth was my mother

when I was a baby ,she fed me. 

         She gave me clothes and everything.

                             

when i was ill, she worried 

                 prayed for me and gave medicine.        

                             

       

         I laughed,she began  to smile ;

I wept she did not bear it.

  

  Now i am missing mother

           i am looking around but noting.

   

                           

               I have wealth and a lots of time.

But cannot get mother