Sunday 8 June 2014

MOTHER’S DAY
You are not there
But your words echo
Like temple bells
In mind’s lonely vales
Sweetening clammy cells
Where your heart always so happily dwells. 

Softer than butter were your feelings
Lighter than light your scoldings
Your tears ,flash floods
And eyes, two little gods
Your voice soaked in compassion
your deeds source of all my inspiration.

You were the first woman in my life
To lead me to love
The first teacher to tell me
About difficult questions to solve
I owe you this life
And remember you all through my strife.

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