My Mother Poem by Niharika Singh
My Mother
Rating: ★5.0
i was born naked
she gave me clothes
i was born scared
she gave me hope
her loving hands
when touched mine with care
it created magic
when they ran through my hair
how can i forget
she gave me my first stuff toy
it was a brown teddy
and i hugged it with joy
a tribute for her care
a few lines i can infer
so loving is my mother
and my love is for her
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5/2/2024 7:03:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is the best poem I have read today. It is as good as it gets in classic poetry. I congratulate the writer on her achievement. GW62