Mother!

Mother! , She is a cursive art,
Let her sleep, its a sunday's part!

The dawn has set in a will,
The limpid heart is sleeping still!

Her work is wide than a tide,
Making her face fade a slight!

Mother! , She is a cursive art,
Let her sleep, its a sunday's part!

The Queen of Kingdom rests in peace,
The Queen of Home sets in work!

Her job is an endless ocean,
My smile for her is boosting mark!

Mother! , She is a cursive art,
Let her sleep, its a sunday's part!

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poem by Jayanthi Sekar
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