The temple of God is not greater than a mother
One is blind who forgets his mother
In obeying my mother’s advice
I remain trapped in her love
It is not wrong even if mother scolds or admonishes me
A mother ranking higher than a wife is not wrong too
She was my first school since birth
Unforgettable is she even in my adulthood
Forgetting his mother one will not be respected
God given, mother’s heart is always pure white
To me my mother is the epitome of Love!