Mother

From the very first day of our birth,
To the very last breath of her. 
She takes care of her child,
And she is none other then A Mother.

She cared for us when we were small,
Can't even walk as we used to crawl.
Now as she grows old and needs us the most,
We simply say we are busy & the situation becomes worse.

The mother who gave us birth,
Is living her last days of breath.
Can anyone call her spouse, 
As her child doesn't even care.

Now what's the use in calling for her spouse,
A familiar voice was heard!
The child had arrived to see his mother,
But she already met her spouse,
In midst of the dark shady clouds..