All my slender doubts
Fly away
Crooning thy
Ocean of love
O My Mother!
No part here, is
To prove
The deepest measure
Coming from thy chord
O My Mother!
All may,
Pay me harsh
But, you only could
Dip me, to serve you
Giving wings to my tears
O My loving Mother!!
A poem as delicate and graceful as the wings of a butterfly.
So much thanks Dear Louis Kasatkin Sir for thy delicate and supple comments.
superb mother’s love tp , love to read .
So much thanks Lata Di! _()_