Your mother bore you for nine
months.
She watched her feet swell.
She struggled to climb stairs.
She got breathless quick.
She bore excruciating pain.
She suffered many sleepless nights.
She became your nurse,
your chef,
your teacher,
your cleaner,
your launderette,
your friend.
She struggled for you,
but not once did she see it as a
struggle. Not once did she
develop regrets.
How dare you say :
Ufff !!
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