My Mother
She is undefined.
She is friendly and kind.
She droped her dreams behind.
From her life she resigned.
She named her life to my sister and mine.
Her heart is beautifully designed.
And she respects the mankind.
She cant be defined.
She picked herself up when she fell behind.
She is the fame of my mind.
She cant be replaced even if everything in this world is combined.
She is delicate and refined.
She can always be opined.
If she is right she is never enshrined.
Sorrows she always bears in her mind.
She always has good things for us in her mind.
A person like her is really hard to find.
My mother is what this person makes me remind.