She stood all alone
Like a bright star lone
While carrying child on her back
She thinks about stake
For her and child
“This is my world” she thinks
Many are working as laborer
Working under hot sun in summer
Nothing deters
When she is ready to cater
Her sacrifice is supreme
She shines like sun’s beam
Holy and pure in our eyes
The glory and honor flies around
It is unfortunate
That she has to vacate
The house built with her sweat
She has only sky to look at
My brother –in-law has found happy old home
He wants to send her here and welcome
Her departure for no more care
Such incidences are happening everywhere