My Mother Poem by BEJJALA ROHITH KUMAR

My mother

I'm smiling

Under the glory of the moon

In the lap of my mom

Swinging in the cradle of love

Her humming tunes in harmony

Playing with her mane

I saw heaven in her eyes of divine

My mom became my world of charm.

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Great life on earth

Gendered as feminine

Her l0ove has no famine

She is our mother

Who wipes our bother

Giving her a big piece of peace

Creating happy weather

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