How she pampered … warmed …. tapped me…. in those Cold
nights
Still not known to me….how I was fed… with her weary sleepy
eyes
Sure she dreamt of me….. to climb up n up… with my arms highs n highs
Oh God…. I’m a sinner…coz’ of me only… she’s having sighs n
sighs
Months n months…. happily that she bore… my burden of life... with a huge pain
Securing me from evil… there she would sit…as a mammoth rocky terrain
Not a single word…neither bothering a bit…. Amazing how did she not complain
But now all I get… she’s only pondered…. How nice in life… I
gain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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