A mother's story.

With your first cry,
She always did try,
To bring a smile to your face,
Made sure darkness left no trace.

She heard you talk,
Watched your first walk,
She told everyone around,
As she always felt proud.

Your favorite food,
In your worst moods,
You fought being alone,
Yet she only made you feel like home.

A life saver,
When you were sulking in fever,
A hand on your head,
She didn't let you turn red.

She is always there,
She defines forever,
The one person who wants to see you grow,
Even after the tantrums you throw.

~Mansi Gupta.