Little daughter
Must be thankful to mother
For showering affection
And sympathetic relation
She might have grown
As full woman
And may feel odd
But let me add
You may still be child
Same small kid
Hidden in lap
Head covered with cap
Just whisper
Same words slower
She shall be child again
And forget the pain
Give her no shock
She may run out of stock
The tears may not stop
Your attitude shall be simply flop
The way the words flow is pretty. I enjoyed it. 11 hours ago by Naomi Watson to No shock
Daughter needs mother's love and mother needs daughter's support in words and actions. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The way the words flow is pretty. I enjoyed it. 11 hours ago by Naomi Watson | Reply