Mother is Magic
- a Poem
- by Mahz Merchant
A world so magical, sanguine, and tranquil,
Created by my magician called Mother!
How big is your heart?
How forgiving are you?
I ponder about it,
But so doesn’t help.
Thou art a mystery,
Yet my precious victory.
Treasured in my heart,
Shall never let you apart.
Grant me forgiveness, Your Highness,
as I am not that magical,
This magic is gifted only to mothers
And I feel blessed to wear in my hat the best feather.
I will forever love thou, mom
‘Coz mother is magic
And my magic is You!
Mahz Merchant
from Mumbai, India, is a middle school English faculty currently working with an International School. A trainer and an event coordinator as well, Mahz feels dealing with people is a part of life, and enjoys training people and managing events. Dancing makes her feel alive and her family keeps her breathing! She is a happy, dedicated and lifelong learner.
