It's Her Poem by Mana Kavingyan

It's Her

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My mother's hands
Always touching the heart
My mind is confused
Now
Am I sick with fever?
Am I mentally ill now?
No, did I fight with my mother?
No difference to her face

© Manakavingyan

Monday, February 3, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: confused,mother,sick
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Mother's affection
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