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My Mother

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Reg wished me to go with him to the field,
I paused because I did not want to go;
But in her quiet way she made me yield
Reluctantly, for she was breathing low.
Her hand she slowly lifted from her lap
And, smiling sadly in the old sweet way,
She pointed to the nail where hung my cap.
Her eyes said: I shall last another day.

But scarcely had we reached the distant place,
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Rajnish Manga 06 May 2016

The scene before and after the death of his mother has been captured by the poet with complete solemnity, reverence and gratitude. Thank you, Dear Poet.

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Edward Kofi Louis 06 May 2016

Beneath ist breast my mother lies asleep! Nice piece of work.

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A soul searching experience to the readers about motherhood.

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What a touching way to say, one's mother is gone and she is embraced by nature very fondly lovingly. Exquisitely worded poem. Simply fantastic. x

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Sylva Portoian 04 November 2011

'Although the only one I loved was gone...' You said in Your poem And this is always True Oh, Claude You lost Your mother Your Only Beloved She was Unreplaceable You Poems are as well...

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Hugeoleen White 14 June 2010

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