Birthday
By Suparna Chatterjee
I wait for this day
Like every year.
Because it is the time of Spring.
Think about my heavenly Mom
With full of tear.
Who gave me birth,
Fed me with her hand
With a great care.
Taught me to hold her hand to walk.
Guided me to judge what is good
What is bad.
Taught me how to face a difficult situation,
How to face extreme poverty without getting tension.
How to live a simple life without expecting from
Anyone else.
I want to be like my Mom till the end of my life.
Ofcourse I want my precious gift on my special day.
That is only pure love,
Which only can make me stronger and healthier.
But life without Mom
Means
Life without backbone.
My best regards to her
From the core of my heart.
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