My Mother Poem by C. P. Sharma
My Mother
On this day when I remember
Of mother’s love and care;
I can feel her sweet soft touch,
And lingering fragrance in the air
A mother’s love has no match,
From infinity to infinity stretch;
She heard my beats when a scratch,
When I was to fall she would catch.
I love this mother, she is mine.... wish to again keep deep in my heart She heard my beats when a scratch, When I was to fall she would catch.
what a beautiful mother poem, i love it, thanks for sharing
Yes, Mother seemed to know when to appear to fix the little uncomfortable bits of being a child! I loved how you used her touch and fragrance to depict her caring. 10 Karin Anderson
Written with great tenderness. Mothers are not replacable. Lovely sentiments. Warmest regards, Sandra
Lovely tribute to your mother, well done, Nice :)
a 'mother for' poem, with feather like touch... short but sweet and soft... gives pleasing reading experience...thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A mother’s love has no match, From infinity to infinity stretch; .............................no metaphor, no analogy can define this creation of God, we worship our Goddesses, Home country in the similar way as being our mother....