“I’m sorry, mother” the daughter’s quivering voice rang through the room. The mother stormed out of the room.
Time ticked on…the daughter was fast asleep. The father heard some sobs; he went to the hall and switched on the light.
The mother was shaking with tears.
Tear drops.
She had cried all night long…
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Unconditional love and Mother. Now duh! That is synonymous.
Mom. Ma. Amma. Whatever you call her, she is the lady we owe so much for bringing us into this world.
When we are happy, our mom is exhilarated.
When we are sad, our mom cries for us.
When we are angry, our mom gets frustrated.
After all, we are everything for that one lady in this world!
We frequently talk or plan about making others blissful, why not start with our own mother?
7 comments:
awww..so weet :)
Thank you so much :)
I like it :D nice poem ^^
Sweet stuff, Navya! It's almost Mothers Day!
Thanks for visiting my blog! Always nice to have new blogger friends! Btw, how in the world did you find me?
Blessings,
Archna
Oh hey guys! Thank you so much!
Ayu - WORD! =D.
モイラ - Thank you so much! ^_^
Archna - Hey there!! Thank you!Yes, its almost mother's day, and WORD! I like new blogger friends,too!
Nice :D
Btw, get a shoutbox :/
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