Dear Poem by Meera NM
Dear
She beared me from her soul,
She beared me from her pure blood,
She is always in a race with the sun to rise first-
She loved my wishes more than hers
She made me warm when I am inshort for a blanket..
Her smile made a shade for me
on the long sunlit' way
Her eyes were disconsolated but; concealed with a grin
I love the way that,
you loved me Dear!
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