A Tale of Unfaltering Strength

A mother's hands, weathered and worn,

Tell a story of love, tirelessly borne.

With fingers calloused, they toil all day,

Through sweat and tears, come what may.

In the fields, she tills the soil,

Planting seeds with sweat and toil.

Her hands are skilled, her touch is gentle,

Nurturing life, fundamental.

In the kitchen, she works her magic,

Creating meals, both simple and classic.

Her hands dance across the stove,

A symphony of flavors, her treasure trove.

With needle and thread, her hands create,

Mending clothes, early and late.

Patchwork quilts, stitched with care,

A labor of love, beyond compare.

Her hands are never idle, always busy,

A mother's tasks, heavy and dizzy.

Despite poverty's grip, she soldiers on,

Her resilience, a beacon, a shining dawn.

Through hardships and struggles, she perseveres,

Her children's needs, her only fears.

She sacrifices, without a sigh,

Her love abundant, reaching for the sky.

Her hands may be rough, but they are kind,

Her heart so pure, a treasure to find.

Her love unconditional, unwavering and true,

A mother's grace, a gift to me and you.

So let's honor the mothers, far and wide,

Their handiwork, an unbreakable tie.

For their selfless love and unwavering care,

A mother's hands, a blessing rare.

Note: This poem is dedicated to all the mothers who work tirelessly, despite poverty and hardships, to provide for their families and shower their children with love and care. Their handiwork, responsibilities, and unwavering love are truly remarkable and deserving of recognition and appreciation. May we always cherish and honor the incredible work that mothers do. Happy Mother's Day! To all the mothers out there, you are appreciated and loved. Thank you for all that you do. #MothersLove #GratefulForMom #MotherhoodMatters #HonoringMothers. We salute you!