With love.... To mum....

by Himanshu Tiwari   Dec 26, 2015


Time is a river that never stops..
There was a time when
I was two feet tall
And looked at the hand above...
cling to it smiling
And staring at her smile ...
How that hand lifted me up
Wrapped me around her heart
Played with my hairs
Kissed me like her first kiss....
That time has gone
the hand is same
Smile has wrinkles
Passion is same
Heart is old
Her love is still gold...

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  • 9 years ago

    by Shruti

    Hi Himanshu,
    first of all, welcome to poems & quotes.
    How sweet and lovely this poem is! True that mother's love for her child is unmeasurable and never does it change. Really nice.
    Keep writing.
    ~S