who will be her friend forever.
I have none but many
that I bore not from my womb
but in my heart.
If sons are my strength
guardians of my destiny, and
pillars of my soul
that knitted me together,
Daughters are then joy-
Bundle of love and kindness
In my little haven of heaven.
She reminds me, ME...
Dares to be brave
Runs free in the wild,
And shuns the fear
of bewilderment.
She mirrors myself
in reflection of herself.
Whispers to me
the forgotten song...
O my ladies,
Let's greet the plentiful self -
Celebrate the girl,
Rejoice the woman-
the ME - the us-
all the self , O my ladies.
For today, she is my archangel.
TODAY will always be here,
there and everywhere.

I love your poem..truly comes from your heart
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Delete👌👌really beautiful poem my dear sis.
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DeleteExcellent poem. Reflects every mother's inner feelings. Amazingly written.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sharu.
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