Feather-Touch Inferior To Mother-Touch
Dear Mother, I don't see you
My visits are now due
I can't hear your view
But, your love will rescue
Life is not that interesting
My worries, none is arresting
My mind, prayer is dusting
And sorrow is infesting
Daily routine with no purpose
I greedily fill my little purse
My mind has a serious puss
God and you must bless
Your kind face, I just recall
That makes peace for me fall
I have not a single close pal
My troubles are very tall
I must visit you my mother
I must hug my only brother
My life does wastefully wither
Had left us all our dear father
O- Mother- Life you gave me
Many times, i feel gloomy
Your touch will be balmy
Life is now stormy
At times, I feel very sorry
As, peace, I can't carry
I live with no true merry
Daily to live, I just hurry
O- Mother- Let me be forgiven
I feel you are my real Heaven
By you only, love is given
You are God under the Sun
Let me fall at your feet
Today let us happily meet
This idea itself is sweet
Happy turns my heart-beat
Nothing can stop my visit
At your side, let me sit
And enjoy it bit by bit
Please you kindly permit.
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