Saturday, August 27, 2011

My Mother...


Who is she? A friend or a guide,
Oh! She is like a god to me,
Who is always by my side,
Her looks, her face,
Her feelings and her smile
Do hold the potential to encourage me to move miles over miles.
She is with me, all the while,
When I am happy, she is reflected by my smile.
When I am sad, she is the one to console me, make my spirit high,
Persuade me to do the best and forget the rest
Her trust, her love, warmth and affection are my greatest wealth,
Which will accompany me, when problem of life will I have to dealt,
We understand each other unspoken feelings and thoughts,
Our strong bond of trust is like a rope,
With which is attached my love and hope...

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