My Mother, My World – A POEM BY RUJUSHREE BORAH
Filled with immense love,
And a heart as pure as the dove,
For her child, undergoing so much pain,
She’s no less than a saint.
First word uttered by all,
Even by the man who is now tall.
Who taught us the first lessons of life,
Which we will remember until we die.
Let us all salute her,
She’s none other than Mother.