Mother’s love
She didn’t touch water and food.
She was a little bird came from a nearby tree before my room.
She stood there but was quiet mum.
So I realized that she may be hungry.
I gave some food and water.
Next moment I saw that her little young one
was skipping under my table in my room
And she was there to carry her child.
I vacant my room for some time
So she may do her job.
She went away with her child from my room.
I realize her love for her baby.
It is a universal truth about mother’s love
That it is great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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