You might not have seen me,
I was near you.
You couldn't hear me, I know,
my gasps for breath.
You can't see my sweat dry.
You came into a world I gave you.
You live there.
Forever.
You are, in your childhood,
though grown up, my child.
But you still exist,
in that same world of yours; of childhood.
And I your mother
still empties my breasts
and my life for you.
Just look around,
I am near you.
Try.
10 comments:
So lovely touching words :-)
BEAUTIFUL !!!
oh !! wow....so meaning full....just loved it.....
Sweet photo to go with this lovely touching poem!!!
Thank you friends:)
Thanks Naliniji.
nice....
Thank you.
beautiful poem for every mother and child.
Thank you Rachnaji.
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