The lovely face

Anger rushing through my mind, something which I can't hide,
 But remembering that face makes me smile in grace,
Tired and worn out at the end of the day,
But remembering that face and the tiredness gets erased.
Trying to sleep but feeling scared, remembering that face and it slows down your pace.
Got a bruise on the leg,
Crying in despair,
the lovely face vanishes the pain away.
Who is the lovely face?
It is your mother, who stays with you, cares for you,
 Who has sacrificed for you infinity times, who loves you unconditionally,
 To whom you can never payback what you owe her with any amount of money.

 Endless love, respect, and care is what she deserves.

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