And enters into the home unknown,
With hopes and aspirations,
To live the life with her lovely love.
She feels the emotions of the other being,
Blends them with her love and care,
And starts living up his life
To make herself complete.
She forgets her wishes
As his dreams become hers,
She cooks food, patience and kindness
For their happy life and sweet home.
She endures the pain
To give life to the lovely love,
And becomes a mother
To make him a complete man.
PS: I wrote these line while travelling. Hope every homemaker will like it. Dedicated to my mother and all the homemakers. Wanted to publish this on Mother's Day, but couldn't control myself and posted this one week back. Any ways, Happy Mothers Day