Warmth, Not Wealth, Feeds Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Warmth, Not Wealth, Feeds
A mother in penury has her child
Suckles her breast and slumber on her lap.
A mother in luxury buys her child
A feeding bottle and a silver cradle.
The child of the poor is rich in warmth,
Though with no silver spoon in its mouth.
17.09.2000, Pmdi
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: child,mother,silver
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