Mom Poem by Sharmila Juliet
Mom
Morning to the end
Home is her playground
Love is her only weapon
She is heaven in Evey home
Home is her playground
Full filling everyone's wish
Is her desired success.
Love is her only weapon
To nourish our life everyday
And make it as heaven
She is heaven in every home
Who we get as comfort zone
Life is a hell without her love
Wednesday, August 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven,life,love,mom,mother
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Poem dedicated to my mom
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