When I go beyond the Independence,
I found his/her presence,
Safeguarding thousands of smile,
And Stands vibrant with essence.
I became dewy-eyed,
Losses their live for a pride.
Devoted each nights & day,
To keep mirth & atone aside.
They portray life for a nation,
Considering! A family with a sensation,
Standing still on the steep slope of mountain,
To gift freedom as a fountain,
We should handcuff in a time,
When their nine is affected by stymie,
Boasting the braveness they present,
When some of them are absent.
I salute for those mothers,
Holds their nerves and never bothers.
I also bow down in gratitude,
For the martyr of great attitude.