This goes out to all the brave women around,
Who sacrificed their sleep at night and were awake with the slightest sound,
The different struggles that they went through for nine months,
Some spent nights in a reclined position and some had nausea till the seventh.
This goes out to a new relationship that a girl had with her own,
The one that started as soon as the bundle of joy was out of her womb,
An individual she could never imagine a couple of years back,
She was now responsible for a human, which changed her priorities and track.
She became the one to pause and care,
Life was never the same and definitely a new dare,
There were many challenging situations with the unknowns,
Even if she spoke to dozens of people, the experiences were differently shown.
This is a gratitude poem for every grandmother, mother, and aunt out there,
Amazed by the times they have shown immense love and care,
Here is remembering each of your hardships and saluting them,
As sometimes we take this relationship for granted and never acknowledge the same!
Paradiso 