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Meda Martha

(7/12/1988)

Sweet Mum


Mum sweet mum,
Missing we've missed you mum,
Talking we've talked of you mum,
But now it's awesome time
calling to mind'
Tremendous values you nurtured from behind,
You wrought great works mum.

Mum sweet mum,
Comfort turns loneliness with no mum,
Food turns no food with no mum,
What else is sweeter, honey,
Nothing, not even can money,
Replace the warmth of your bosom mum.

So bad and painfully though mum,
We're forced to say farewell mum,
Rocks, trees, mountains never meet though mum,
Nevertheless, as long a we breath with life,
Like bees in a family beehive,
Still we will at last unite again mum,
We love you mum.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, May 08, 2012

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  • Mohammad Muzzammil (5/11/2012 7:23:00 AM)

    really nice poem on mother.your these lines are heart touching-

    Mum sweet mum,
    Comfort turns loneliness with no mum,
    Food turns no food with no mum,
    What else is sweeter, honey,
    Nothing, not even can money,
    Replace the warmth of your bosom mum (Report) Reply

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