Poem 06, 2021
I have two Moms, one is my Mom, another is my Motherland. I love them. They are my all. They both took care of me, when I was small. They are beautiful, they are that indeed. They’ve foolfilled all my need…! My Mom is mine, her soul loves me. My Motherland’s sky is mine, and the river, and its tree. My Mom gave me her milk and her shelter. My Motherland gave me her land and its culture…! Now, I’m strong, I’m not a child anymore. Now, I’ve to do something for them, by opening an honest door. I’m to take care of them both. By loving, helping, developing all their growth…! I love my Mom, I love my Motherland. They are same to me as they’re both my one hand…! Don’t you love them as me? Please do take care of them, as they took care of us without any cost, but free…!
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January 07, 2021
Kallyanpur, Dhaka-1207.
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