Nestled in your arms...

That person whom you can lean on. That shoulder you can cry on. That friend you can hug tightly in tears. That person you can shower all your love on. That person you can share your darkest secrets with. That person whom you can always count on. Amma.

From the time we were in the confines of our mothers' womb, every child has nestled cozily in the genuine warmth of their mothers' arms. The last call from your mother might have been annoying, but a mother's concern for her child's well-being is eternal, since her child is never too old for her.

Moms are ever-supporting pillars. They are special angels whose aura of unconditional love and care knows no bounds and guards every child from the worst. My mom is a very special angel too. She is my moral support, best friend, angel and so much more. This is a tribute to every beautiful mom including my own, for raising their seedlings so wonderfully -

"With her warm hands did she

Cuddle me in love

With her words of courage did she

Raise a seed that sprouted under

Her sunshine of tough love and care

With her subtle gestures of support did she

Stand by me through the raging storm

And taught the frail sapling how

To realize its potential and fight back

Through her gentle kisses did she

Whisper in my ears that

I am not alone and

She will always be there for me, come what may

A slice of herself does she see in me

A reflection of her younger self

A mark she will leave behind."

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