Mother-The Eternal Goddess
None can take the place of Mom
That loving and fond hands
That very soothing and that very calm,
That very love of feeding
That very care full of charm,
She knows your heart
She knows your feelings
She reads your emotions
And all mutual dealing.
She is the Goddess
The sole Eternal
A shade of comfort
Is the love matrnal;
When you've a bruished heart
She is the doctor
She is the balm
When you have a pining brain
She is the peace
She is the calm;
She holds your fingers
To help you walk
She keeps you guiding
And helps you stand upon the rock;
I love you mom
I miss you a lot
Mom keep your fond hands
Upon my head
Give me comfort Mom
Of your soothing lap
Keep me forever
Close to your heart
Love you mom
I love you a lot!
I miss you Mom
I miss you a lot!
Vivek Tiwari
23/11/2012
poem by Vivek Tiwari
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