Mom

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By mohitmisra

Mom a poem from Ponder Awhile

 

MOM

With patience she has brought me up,

So much love, it keeps overflowing the cup.

She comforts me when I am in pain,

Or else a long time ago I would have gone insane.

I get scolded when she is right,

But so rarely has she misused her might.

I love you mom beyond compare,

When you need me I will be there.

God is here in a disguise for me,

The faster I realize the better things shall be.

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countrywomen 3 years ago

Mohit- Nice tribute to your mom. I only wish the poem could have been longer.

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Mighty Mom 3 years ago

You obviously love your mom very much! I particularly like the line about your mom rarely misusing her might. LOL! "Mighty" Mom

ralwus 2 years ago

Well good on you. I do hope Mom is there for many years to come. I miss mine, I do. Ach, so many have been born without good Moms.

Crazdwriter 2 years ago

Great poem about your mom. A great read and totally sweet of you to post.

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