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The Mother I Am


The way I brought up my sons.


The mother in me

goes beyond any fee

see through with glasses

my sons’ trespasses

magnified they are to me alone

though very insignificant in tone

I went behind them all the way

allowed them not  to jump into any fray

being my activity when they were young  and raw

now each one being far away  from my claws

live a life of integrity with an inner strength in all

more so of my  discipline in the formative age in all

never think that I sing my praise aloud  though

I revel with satisfaction and smile with a glow.glasses

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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