Litter of puppies
Glitters the garden.
Slither and snuggled
The warm protective body.
Sucking in, the warm nector
Oozing out, just for them.
Eyes were still shut
Could see and sense
The air of comfort.
Somehow, knew – The Predators
Are not to be worried
Mother’s eye was always on them
No matter where they withered.
Growing up with
The Power of A Mother!
08/04/08
Mother is mother for any species on earth. Beautiful poem. Well written Enjoyed reading it.
the greatest role on earth is mother in any species...thanks for this one i take it into my favs
a very nice poem, Deepti...shows a good, observing poetic mind...10
Aren't mothers wonderful! - predators mother's eye was on them no matter where they withered soft, gentle and lovely, Deepti
yeah.... felt this power........... u know wat i mean........ its not only flesh n bones that makes one a mother....... OR a son......... i think u get me......... thank you ma'am...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this power is universal...every mother has that protective instinct...it does not only works for her own but for the other young ones....mother is the greatest creation of God.....