The lady who gave birth to a child
Took care of me for all her life
She thinks I'm her bundle of joy
But the latter thinks it's the other way around
Her happiness makes my worries falter
Her radiant smile makes my heart flatter
Her absence makes my mind wonder
Her presence made my life a lot better
[a poem made in school and decided to put it here. Obviously for mama]
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Fully Empty
कविता"in which thoughts of a fully empty girl spilled into words." [#80 in poetry]
