
I count myself to be amongst the luckiest
For I have turned a sexagenarian,
But I am still being treated like a child
By my mother, an octogenarian!
While professional matters requiring my decision
Took a toll on my mind and health ,
For all the personal matters
My mother’s wisdom is my wealth!
And childlike behaviour displays every child
Who has the luxury of having mother,
I still yearn for her, especially when in pain,
As if there’s none other!
A child can dedicate an ode to mother
And celebrate Mother’s Day with pomp, show and mirth
Let’s see this from a mother’s perspective
Who only thinks of her child right from his /her birth!
Awesome one 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
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The click of your mom holding an infant you inspired this poem
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Excellent words written by you for mom.
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I am glad you have liked my effort
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True♥️♥️
Very nicely written 🫰🏻🫰🏻
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Thanks
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Very nicely written, Sir…. You are indeed lucky.
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Indeed sir
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Wonderfully written Sir. There has never been, nor will there ever be anything quite so special as the love between a mother and a child. So selfless.
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Thanks Anjali – you guys take time out of your busy schedule to read my blog is itself so admirable
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