When Harry potter stops owing Hogwarts,
When stars become countable with those little fingers,
When Monica kicks out Chandler from her life,
And when white becomes the only existing colour.
I'll love you even then,
Tell me if it makes you happy,I'll move the Big Ben.
Sacrifice those dreams to see you smile,
Cause you've always walked that extra mile.
Today,as Mother's Day,
I thank you not for guiding,but framing my way,
Stars find solace in your beautiful eyes,mom,
Every day,a legend is born.