Sourced this from internet . Well not entirely. I have tweaked it here and there as per my imagination. I just loved this poem and sharing it here. Happy Woman's day all the wonderful ladies here. At first, she is an infant, Cooing & Gooing in her mother’s arms A lovely girl she becomes with braces & barbie, Giggling and playing peek-a-boo with all her frilly friends A beautiful school girl with a lovely sight, looking upon a future that’s so bright Then a teenager with all sorts of sports, angst and hormones Then suddenly a lover sighing and moaning Now an amazing wife, so loving and so charming Without training and preparation, she is a mother – so precious and valuable. All she knows is love and care She is also a working woman – enjoying her office routine, sometimes she wishes – how each day could be a Sunday Then she is a thoughtful and pleasant grandmother with treasured wisdom. All she offers is peacefulness and care that everyone is always wishing Then comes the last stage where she is a child again, wishing all the love and care she gave is willingly given back to her Now she is gone but her image is saved in every heart.
@Anusha2917 , Could you have added about the dreaded mil stage also here, as it is a part and parcel of every woman's life?
Ha ha.. It didn't cross my mind then. Now thinking through I feel MIL role is covered in mother... every MIL should be a mother to DIL and every DIL should treat MIL as mother. Easier to write this in words . ha ha ..