In Mother’s Lap
Sit
beside
your
mother.
Slowly
lean
onto her lap.
her
fingers
will tenderly
weave through your hair.
Close your eyes,
say nothing.
In that moment,
you will realize;
silence becomes a river,
and love turns into water.
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Author:
Dr Sudheer Babu (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 2nd, 2024 03:19
- Comment from author about the poem: My mother's love.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Beautiful is this poem and so is the love of a mother
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