Mom - None Can Fill In Your Boots.... Poem by muthu veerappan
Mom - None Can Fill In Your Boots....
My age in years, turns into months,
when you are near ma,
My bed, turns into a cradle,
when you are near ma,
My smile, turns into a laughter,
when you are near ma,
i wanna become ill,
so that your care on me
multiplies umpteen times,
each second filled by you evades...
At the cost of my life...
i wanna freeze those moments
though i cant do the same with lives....
FOR A LOVELY MOM.......
A fantastic write, very innocent feelings but very true. Even i feel the same at the age of 37.10+++++++
So true great work i love the lines in this poem Krista
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4/23/2024 6:16:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a true emotional write about the bond that we share with the archangel 10+