ON MY MOTHER
While crossing a River the eyes of my father
With infatuation hooked my mother's eyes.
Their lips exchanged Roses of sweet desires
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Their lips exchanged Roses ofsweet desires As the Sun climbed up and HE climbed down. Mother once laid an egg....now i live in grace because of my beloved and loving mother...... a great eulogy on your beloved and loving mother......... thank u dear poet. tony
Dear Nasarudheen, such a heartwarming poem👍👍👍