Why, last night I had a dream.
There was a mother in this dream, she makes me want to scream
She was by the bedside of her dying child
His heart was bleeding, yearning wild, for his mother's love.
He needed a heart, his mother broke apart on hearing this.
She cut out her heart, and gave it to him because of her bliss
She left him a note to let him know how much she loved.
A mother's love can never die even she does.
Thanks for the beautiful composition of a mother's endless love shared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another pretty poem by a great poetess. Thanks.