To a Very Special Person-My Mom
Over the fields,through the meadows,
I roam about with glee
My joy has no bound
when you are close to me
When in my dreams, terror I see
I feel like wanting to cry and plea
but nothing do I ever dread
when you are close to me
I scamper about on the grounds
whenever I am free
when I fall , I do not cry
when you are close to me
When you call for studying
I reach at the count of three
I study very hard
when you are close to me
I can strike the highest peak
I can swim in the deepest sea
I can reach even the moon
when you are close to me.
Copyright © Mrunmayi Mungekar | Year Posted 2011
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