I was born , When her womb was torn. Covered in her flesh , Like cover in a corn. Everyone was happy , Chearing for my birth. Everyone stared at me , I was in a girth. Looking all around , I was confused. No one cared for mother , why is she refused? Later father asked , is she well.? She never told him , the pain like hell. With a smile , she ignored all the pain. Looking at me , thought only about gain. Later when I became a little young. She never wanted to listen anything bad about me , from any toungue. Whenever I felt lonely in a crowd. She behaved as if I made her proud. Sometimes I hurt her , even she cried. Never showed me , infact she lied. Just like sky , stars and light. She loves me , her love is infinite. Never hurt your mom , she is amazing. She never want you down , for her keep raising. Just like grapes in the wine , She will always be the first love of mine.