Waiting For Mother (Quatrain Verse) Comments

Mother is great in our live, we do much for her, thank you poet

Yet I am waiting with the fruits I'll feed you with my own hands I will know your all conditions My heart beat will be promoting. outstanding write

Some say you are no more How can I take it any more? I offer them to share the fruits If they give your proper news, wonderful poem

Sea food, weeds from Japan Spices and fishes from Ceylon I am waiting for long and long When I will sit with you along? great poem

The apples from North Georgia The oranges from California The dates, the figs from Arabia The sweetmeats from India, great poem

Where are you, dear mom? Hearing you are ill I've come With the cherries from Michigan The grapes from Thailand, a great poem,10

An ideal kid always is Waiting For Mother, great shared,10

Mother is very close to our heart, we should do much for her, great done 10

We must wait for mother, it is a great poem on mother

Where are you, dear mom? Hearing you are ill I've come With the cherries from Michigan The grapes from Thailand, excellent written

For mother kids must wait and do much, great write, thanks,10

Where are you, dear mom? Hearing you are ill I've come With the cherries from Michigan The grapes from Thailand, mother is so close a person, .....................

Yet I am waiting with the fruits I'll feed you with my own hands I will know your all conditions My heart beat will be promoting. kids should do

Each kid should do this. Great on mother ++++++10

Yet I am waiting with the fruits I'll feed you with my own hands I will know your all conditions My heart beat will be promoting. great written

Where are you, dear mom? Hearing you are ill I've come With the cherries from Michigan The grapes from Thailand, WONDERFUL WRITE

A GREAT POEM SHARED HERE, MOTHER IS DEAR TO ALL, WE MUST TAKE PROPER CARE OF HER, GREAT WRITE 10

Sea food, weeds from Japan Spices and fishes from Ceylon I am waiting for long and long When I will sit with you along?

The apples from North Georgia The oranges from California The dates, the figs from Arabia The sweetmeats from India, great

Where are you, dear mom? Hearing you are ill I've come With the cherries from Michigan The grapes from Thailand, wonderful penned