A little red juicy fruit,
Tucked away in a corner,
Pouring sweet juicy love,
Ready to be a donor.
Give me more,
Give me some more,
Spouse, parents, children,
All seeking more.
Smiling and serving portions,
Squeezing and pouring every drop,
Secured in place, tied up in bonds,
Overused, and over worked.
But, re energizing and recaptulating ,
Always ready to serve more and more,
Is nothing but, THE MOTHER’S HEART.
A little tribute to all mothers, for their unrelenting, undaunting and ever smiling service.
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nice poem
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Thank you for your encouragement Daneel.
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Beautiful! Dill khush kar diya aapne š
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Thanks dear Pradita š
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You’re welcome Deepika š
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Aww…..Truly truly beautiful š
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Thank you Radhika š
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lovely… š
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Thank-you so.Much š
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What a beautiful tribute to Mothers, Deepika!
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Thank You so much Pranitha š
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