2 Lines Shayari Archive
This year on Mother’s Day We should think of offspring lost And Mothers of all those Troops Who paid the ultimate cost. They’ve watched Sons and Daughters Sent off to a foreign land To fight wars and give their all In some conflicts so ill planned. But no matter what the reasons They’ve always stepped
Started with a group of twenty-five In the year of twenty-eight By those who lost a Son or Daughter From the wartime’s cruel fate. When the Blue Star on the Service Flag Was replaced with one of Gold Everybody knew a Mother grieved With a loss from that household. Out of tragedy, we were formed
A Mother’s love, is sure to find A way to comfort, ease your mind She knows just how, to build you up When you’re so down, and can’t look up You love the way, she makes you feel Like you’re so special, her ideal Her thought must start, with God above To bring such caring,
Marriage can make mothers instantly, Opening a can of well-fed worms. The trick is to provide love patiently, Having faith in what one’s life affirms. Even at the nadir of neglect, Resented for the sin of merely being, ‘Tis the common highway to respect So to be one asks for no agreeing. Deeper far than
Make your passions fit your pleasures; Open up your heart to days That offer you unwonted treasures, Happy with what hope betrays. Even without children, children Recognize your gentleness ‘Ere they wander, errant pilgrims Searching for their bit of bliss. Destiny is ever kind, Albeit driven by the wind. Yet yearning ends in emptiness.
Make for me a place within your heart On which I can depend. For only you Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears, Home through all the wanderings of my years, Eden that no other can renew, Root I cannot rend through rage or art.