Of beauty, culture and history you are the perfect paradigm, As you resonate through our hearts like a gentle chime. It’s your birthday for the sixty fifth time, We belong to you, just as words do to a mime.
Many hardships and trials you face, Yet carrying forward with poise and grace, Your tribulations we are obligated to erase, While your bright future is ours to chase.
Just as a lamp with an eternal glow, Our dedication to you must always flow, Love, integrity and peace we shall always show, Swiftly cutting through the negatives, like an arrow through a bow.
As your children, we pay you homage, As you lovingly take us to the 65th page, Our lives are an ode to you as you age, We wear your colours proud, like bright plumage
Being a mother… That path that is sometimes taken, that path that sometimes reaches you, and that you, even as a companion, always walks. That road full of efforts of pains and struggles but pregnant with joys, with teachings. That
The Mother Mother is bestowed with all heavenly qualities From beginning till end she remains at stake She is a shelter in severe summer like the trees God gifted style makes mother never to shake Mother is emblem of God
The rapture was on prowl to get the believers. You knew what you should not have known about the baby blue. Aphasia, experiences an impulsive violence, beyond the dead. Bionic hands to capture the moment of swapping uremia with swastika.
This is about someone special Someone so special that any special person could be to anyone And sharing with you about this special person Makes me feel special too I look back to the times I spent with him Where