The Silent Architect of Love

A tribute to mothers

Photo by leah hetteberg on Unsplash

Who wears the skirt?
And bears the emotional weight,
Often without recognition,
Never seeking glorification.

Who gives selflessly,
And reminds us of upcoming birthdays,
While caring for Grandma in a hundred gentle ways?

Who wears the skirt?
Who recalls
Who is Halal, or gluten-free?
Who slips leftovers into my bag, every time I leave?

To whom do you confide in after a long day?
Tends the wounds, both seen and unseen?
Who shows you unconditional patience,
Listens, teaches, and is always a call away?

The silent architect of love,
A mother.