Why are you weeping my dear kid ?
Who are you ?
I am a forlorn o...o...o...o...o
I am a forlorn o...o...o...o...o
No , Never say again ...
It may gives you pain ...
You have father , you have mother ,
you have brother and sister .
But where ?
How you earn your bread ?
Through hard working ......
Yes , Work is god ,
Who loves us as our dad ,
He lives in kids heart ,
Who always thinks smart .
Where are you staying my dear kid ?
Where there is some free place .......
Yes , mother's lap is that ,
Nice nap you may get .
Self confidence is your sister ,
Bold nature is your brother .
Leave your tears ,
Leave your fears ,
Always be cheerful ,
You be peaceful .
Now say , Are you forlorn my dear kid ?
No .... No .... No .... No .... No.... No ....
Very good , Every thing will go good....
O.k ...O.k ... Bye ... Bye ... Mother......
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excellent one
ReplyDeleteThank you Haritha. Good Morning.
DeleteI think this poem as god's gift at the end of this year for everyone in the memory of MOTHERTHERESA.
ReplyDeleteNice poem mam.
thank you very much .
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