The mother....

In the Times of hardships,
In the fields of weeds,
In the coarse of mud,
In the beds of floods!
In the ocean of fire,
In the lanes of bizarre!

She was by me,
She hold me tightly,
Yes, she is a mother; my mother.....

She is warrior,
She is a soldier,
She is my god,
She is my lord.
She is none less than a friend,
In time she has been before the dead end.

Yes, she is a mother; my mother.....