Go and hug her
Your mother, your life giver
A soul divine.
Leave not your mother
A woman so kind..............Keya Mukerjee
Mother and no other
I wish again to see her
In kindest form ever known
She is mother of my own
I have wept
With hidden face and kept
Her memory and face
Those always made me cry and chased
It is repeat divine performance
A child gets unique chance
To be born to a mother
Rejoice for a while and not to bother
She is Mother Nature
Every season presents for sure
New leaves and flowers
For old trees with rainy showers
I miss each moment of life
As she has witnessed an edge of knife
To upkeep child away from all misfortune
Sing with melody to quiet with fine tune
Those words baffle me sometimes
Where will she be gone in old times?
I literally miss with wet eyes
When a memory flood and suddenly flies
I not only salute her selfless existence
But bow head in recognition at once
How come she cares so much for lovely child?
When fate is known to witness later on to be blind
Caitlynne Schuebel39 minutes ago I LOVE THIS POEM! ! : D
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Deep Christian Smith36 minutes ago Very emotional. A bit hard to understand in parts, but this tells a great story. Thank you for sharing. Comment +1 back and forth
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Go and hug her Your mother, your life giver