My Mother Poem by Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan

My Mother



my mother is the rose in a garden

i will always become a small child before her.

she looks beautiful with a sindoor in her head.

she walks like an angel through the house.

my eyes get filled whenever she bless me.

Saturday, August 7, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: angel,child,house,mother,rose
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