The Eternal Root
Mother’s Grace (அம்மா) — English
Long before I drew my initial breath,
You fought the silent, heavy battles of life and death.
You gave your beauty to the winter days,
To guide my clumsy steps through wilder ways.
No gold can buy the shelter of your name,
No worldly crown can match your quiet claim.
You are the sovereign of my darkest night,
The only star that stays forever bright.
Tags: Mother Poem, Amma Love, Gratitude, Family Bonds
