The first thing we see
When we open our eyes,
Is her beautiful face,
Her eyes at us as she gaze;
And then she embraces us
With her soft, gentle hand.
Yet we do not fuss,
She is calm and grand
And will not hurt us.

Hiding all the pain, with a smile
She welcomes us.
And all the while
We’ve been wondering:                          
Who is she? Who’s this person we call Mother?
Well, she’s not like any other.
She is our pride
She is our guide;
And she is our real love at first sight.
She is our gorgeous Mother.

With all her might,
She will fight
To protect us
From all the evil and the ruckus.
With her around,
We can break free all bounds.
There is no need to fear
Because she is always near.
She is our wonderful Mother.

  She is constantly there for us.
Day and night, all she does is pray,
And always try to find a good way.
And we wonder:
Who is she? Who’s this person we call Mother?
She’s our lover
She’s our Mother.

She gives us the courage
To be able to stand at the top of the edge;
She motivates us to fulfill our dreams,
She lifts us up despite all our screams;
She shows us how to flourish in life,
And to overcome any strife.
She’s our teacher,
She’s our Mother.

She sings us to sleep,
Holds us tight as darkness creeps.
She feeds us and tell stories
Of champions and their glories.
And we ask again:
Who is she? Who’s this person we call Mother?
She is our defender
She is our leader.
She is very precious,
And also very gracious.
She is our dear Mother.

She’s a lot kinder
She’s the best partner.
She may be a daughter, a mother and also a wife
But she loves us more than anyone, even more than her life.
A mother’s love is pure and supreme
Because she protects us from all the extreme.
And she is our one true treasure
Whose worth we can never measure;
She is our friend,
Such a person no one can find.

After birth we meet,
Seeing her happy is a treat.
We come to this world, confused and crying
A warm touch –it all stops, without much trying
Among all the unknowns of the world,
She feels like our whole world.
So who is she? Who’s this person we call Mother?
Well, she is our Mother
Our beloved Mother.
So many people can come and go
But mothers are the best,
So my beloved mother I love you.

Beloved Mother || Mahzebin Pushpo

Mahzebin Pushpo is an undergraduate university student. Currently, she is doing her major in Mathematics and minor in Computer Science at Brac University. she loves writing stories and poems.