A Mother’s Irreplaceable Love

The bird flies

The wind blows

It pushes its wings towards the skies

An escape from the terrestrial snow

It will fly to every corner, every nook and cranny, every tree

To seek out food for her premature three

A mother’s love is like no other

It stretches out, in, above and below

To the world’s eternal ups and the world’s endless lows

Its number one priority is to feed and care for its babies

Even though its death is a very likely maybe

It will keep going however, even if it’s freezing

It will keep fighting forever, even if it’s bleeding

Because it knows its rightful duty

Who is going to take care of her little ones when she’s lost

She is willing to take the risk

Even if it might be at a greater cost

The maternal bird will fly, the maternal bird has flown

It has finally found food for its babies

Resting next to their satiated moans

They are the last thing she sees

But it’s a beautiful sight indeed

With a content sigh, and a nose rub on the head from three

She is now peaceful, in harmony, free

For she has completed her final duty.

Author’s Note: I know it’s a bit late for Mother’s day now, but I wanted to put this up cuz I found it written in my phone’s notes, so why not? From what I remember, I wrote this on a day when it was raining heavily and only a few birds could be seen in the sky, and I just thought, it’s so cute and heartwarming what a mother bird would do for her children, no matter how hard or life-threatening it may be.