Thursday, May 24, 2012

Mothers Day

Mother is like shade,
in the scorching sun.
My mother loved me,
more than anyone.

Mom you are not with me,
I miss you nowadays.
You know I loved you,
and adored you always.

But you choose to live,
with someone in life.
And not caring to be,
my father's wife

Papa alone I cannot,
leave for sure.
We need each other,
more than ever before.

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