A Child To Mother - Poem by Kaustubh Patthe
No angel, no God.
No father, no lord.
I walk holding your hand,
And put my little foot after your footfall.
And you always make me stand,
Whenever I crawl.
you sings lullaby whenever I won't sleep,
And I pass into dreams.
It's your love that so deep.
abysmal than the falls and streams.
And you are the one I seek,
Whenever I feel dread and weak.
Because there is one like her,
She is my Mother.
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