She held me as an infant in her tender arms,
That day, that moment our special bond was formed.
Never a harsh word, no lectures, no sermons,
Gently were imparted, many a life’s lessons.
Stand tall, be kind, speak less, do more,
Adjust your sails, brave the winds and soar.
No gym, parlours, no yoga, her day started with sunrise,
Discipline and simplicity, was not a choice but a way of life.
How to live healthy and age with grace,
Her life’s a living lesson for us to embrace.
She’s fought many battles to earn the lines and wrinkles,
My heart melts at her smile, eyes gleaming with mischievous twinkle.
Secretly, all the ladies, hold a little grouse,
She’s still the most beautiful belle of our house.
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