My age in years, turns into months,
when you are near ma,
My bed, turns into a cradle,
when you are near ma,
My smile, turns into a laughter,
when you are near ma,
i wanna become ill,
so that your care on me
multiplies umpteen times,
each second filled by you evades...
At the cost of my life...
i wanna freeze those moments
though i cant do the same with lives....
FOR A LOVELY MOM.......
A fantastic write, very innocent feelings but very true. Even i feel the same at the age of 37.10+++++++
So true great work i love the lines in this poem Krista
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a true emotional write about the bond that we share with the archangel 10+