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Poetry By: smruti

Tags: Mother's, Love


Submitted:Nov 26, 2011    Reads: 52    Comments: 9    Likes: 5   

I Can Recall Those Days My Mother,

Those Lovely Days With Your Love.

Those Days Again With Your Care And,

Those Days Ofcurse When I Was Small.

Also That Day With A Bit Of Fear,

The Day When I Done A Mistake My Dear.

Again After That I Said As Unkown,

Nothing I Have Done , Coming By Near.

A Little Hurt I Got By Falling On Ground,

I Know You Cried Lot,But With No Sound.

Today Those Days Are With Me My Dear,

Your Love And Care Makes Me Bound.

Also I Remembered The Cloudy Days Again,

Unable To Walk Due To Legs In Pain.

I Remembered How You Carried Me There,

On The Muddy Road Of Village Again In Rain.

Those Days When I Was Going,

With You To River But Unable To Swim.

And You Were With Me Always Near,

By Murmuring Your Fear Times And Time.

I Was Not Ready Myself For School,

By Showing Drama Of Headetch And Pain.

You Only Knew The Trick To Send Me There,

By Giving Tasty Tiffins With Two Rupees Coin.

Mother Your Love Has No Start And End,

No One Can Count Or Get Its More Than Sand.

Never I Can Forget Those Days And Times,

Each Moments Costs Tonns Of Diamond.


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