My Mother Poem by Masuma Akter Ruma
My Mother
My mother is the rising sun
Of my world,
She is my dream,
My living emotion, my paradise.
Me, an everlasting child in her arm.
She is my ostensible treasure,
My innocent sleep,
And my warmth like the scarfed
In heavy winter.
mother, my dream, my paradise, my emotion, my love, my care, innocence and warmth., lovely poem. conveying a lot in short verses. thank you dear poetess. tony
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5/19/2024 10:05:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a small poem bring to life the persona of a loving mother. A great tribute. Thanks.
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