Each night before to bed, prayer to God she says:
Protect my children from troubles likely to face...
One night I said to her: they are no more infants
Able to take care where they live; grown ups
A smile so sweet and soft I found bloom on her face
Signal not strange to me when she presents her case!
‘Grown ups who? You n’ me the children, no’ she mused:
‘All infants to Him who protects, begin to end’
She doesn’t read too much or poems none she writes
I submit all my whims before my wisdom wife...
NOTE: This brilliant poem misses the possibility to put my 5 Stars, why? To my Favourites.
Magnificent poem full of brilliance, sweetest deed described in this impressive poem, now is the highest score 5 Stars, enjoyed tremendously. Wow, Mother, the wife, mother is completest in oour daily life.
God's greatest wisdom motivates us towards peace and prosperity. We should keep trust on God. This poem is very nice.
A smile so sweet and soft I found bloom on her face.......your endearing poem dazzles with this key line! A beautiful poem.......10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are so good I must say, you deserve an eleven...its.that elevated....
Thank you 'Expia'. I need only 10!