Hey child, you would not realize,
what is in a mother's heart.
Cause you just grow up in joy.
Now, that is all that matters!
A mother's mind is unknown to all.
The melancholic call deep inside,
is never heard by anyone.
Soul severed in pain for you my child,
Yet unknown, you keep laughing with glee.
Now, that's what a mother's life-tale is all about!
© Chitra Arun
Copyright © Chitra Arun | Year Posted 2021
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