Mother

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Mother is the most precious person that we all have in our lives. Her absence can surely make our life terrible. Here is a poem narrating the words of a child who has lost his mother...!

Time flies, people go
They never stop, ever though
I look for you wherever I go
I want you again and again, I do...!

Even for a glimpse, just your sight
I want this darkness to convert into light
Please come to me, I am in fright
Your arrival will surely bring me delight

You know how harsh is it to live?
By the end of the morning, for a dew
If you are in wrath, please do forgive
You are my morning, I wish you knew...!

                               - Bushra Aiman

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