I remember,
as a very young child mom's loving touch.
It had a delightfully delicious feel of warmth
and security upon my senses.
Mom was the beginning and ending of my world.
Happiness was playing on the floor, basking
in the sunshine of her sweet smile.
It seemed everyone loved her, and although
She held many people in her heart, she never ran out
of room or love for with the arrival
of each of her 'three' children, her heart grew
And overflowed with new love.
Mom has long since gone to be with the Allah,
but her memory sings to me over the years of carefree,
laughter-filled days of childhood, where everything
was possible-because I knew mom's love.
Date: 10th/May/'09
Time: 20.30
On Mother's day
...loving touch ...delicious feel of warmth. Nicely written ad well expressed.
This is one of your amazing creations... As I was reading it I could feel the warmth of mother's love. this has really come out of your heart... each and every emotion is well carved with perfect choice of words.. Simply Wonderful..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very touchy 10++