Mothers Day Dedication Poem

by John
(Delhi, India)

I live in India where Mother's Day is not celebrated with the same zeal as in countries like the US or UK. Three years ago on Mothers Day Sunday, I stopped at a flower shop to buy roses to be delivered to my mother who lives two hundred miles away.

As I approached the shop I saw a young girl sitting on the curb, sobbing. I asked her what was wrong and she replied she didn't have enough money to buy a rose for her mother. I smiled, bought a rose for her and ordered my flowers, too.

I turned to leave, and asked whether I could drop her home. She replied "Yes," and directed me to a cemetery where she placed the single rose on a freshly dug grave.

I returned to the flower shop, canceled my order for delivery, and drove the two hundred miles to my mother's house.

Since then and every year since, I go to my mother's house to celebrate this day of love. I feel privileged and grateful to God that I still have her.

My father, brother, sister and I all come together to enjoy the day by cooking and eating various new dishes, watching movies, and spending the day with Mom.

Mothers Day Poem

Your loving nature and your delicate words,
will always flow through me like a gentle flower.

Make sure this day is your day,
and rule with pure enjoyment and pure love!

Thank you Mom for all the things you have done for me.