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Angel

Nov 11, 2024
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By Pratima Swadi


We enter this world through MOTHER,

Amma, Ma, Aayi, Ammi, Mom… how we fondly call her! 

One who binds the family together,

Without letting them wither!


She's an idol of versatility,

Tolerance raised to infinity!

Her love, care and affection...

Duties, dedication and concern,

Indeed, she's the Deity for her Children!


My mother ...

Memories of her sweet nature!

A lady of simplicity,

Honesty and Sensitivity,

She spoke little,

But expressed a bundle!


Words fall short to describe her...

Helpful, humble, full of affection,

Abundant patience and dedication!

Showering love and hospitality,

She was a great personality.

Everyone's favourite,

None of us can forget,

Her memories will never part...

Her Soul always remains in my heart!

A mother never departs!


By Pratima Swadi

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