Mom
my lovely beautiful heartest mom
i have dreamed my childhood's tom
i remember once your eyes were soaked
when in fever i was chocked
whole night your eyes not slept
you love me highest so you wept
i have seen you have no demand
in my any problem first you stand
in many ways of my life till today
for my goodness you always pray
first you taught me words of ABCD..letter
thereafter i have learned to a better
i am your blood and flesh known to all
you took me in your lap and kissed me i recall
on this earth you are best for me
after travelling the world i do see
Written on 24th April 2016
For contest: Sponsored by: Francine Roberts
Copyright © Bl Devnath | Year Posted 2016
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