The Mother Everywhere
To the tender leaves and stems the sun would give its caressing touch so delicious
The breeze and dew would fondle the boughs and feed them with grains nutritious
Conversing with the sun and moonlight slowly the sapling came up quite ambitious
There in front of my gate waits now in the shadow of cool peace the tall eucalyptus
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13/04/2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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