Kenj to his mother and all mothers in the world As Feuts within, from deepest I was fed Your womb was the cosiest home ever Nine month day, night so I am completed Neither you, nor me had the ability to Choose However, as your hands got me near your heart The divine love genuinely felt within seconds Tears, screams, fears are all gone, joy aheads From pure tenderness, kindness, merciness Life long to appreciate to value thy hands When fever, when hungry, when sad I was So preciousest, Mum to you my life I owe Nothing can pay you the nine month back If old, you shall I see, hence my turn starts For both my Mum and dad, my blessed ones Kenj the son, shall keep the oath run far shan’t You are my sea that without I would have faden As sons, and daughters are our mothers’ grace Ziya the mother nature the Greeks had saved Doctors, professors on knees our mother greets The God’s grace in both our mothers and nautre