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A Belated Call

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Him whom I could not then love much
Why do I now remember thus at this late
hour, a Mother?
Today I remember every night he lulled
me to sleep by kissing my eves,
Kisses followed kisses breaking my
early dawn sleep under their heavy load.

I felt then much distressed
And sought an early release.

The memory now fills my eyes with
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Tasadduq Hussain, Ejaz 05 September 2013

There seem to be some error mother is referred as HIS. Like His breast should be her breast. Please review and correct.

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