MOTHER
MOTHER Who on earth can show us greater love Than the woman who opens the portal To that vital and innermost part of her Where we originate and awfully take form? What a friend we have in this super love! Though frail, heavy, sick, weak and mortal, She ably bears our foetal burden inside her For three quarters of the year, cold or hot. What on earth can fully pay for her love? The diet from her breasts, the quality is total. That woman is known by no other name, but MOTHER; A fountain of warmth, comfort and love. Arutee4ever Raycreations 2009MOTHER
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- Arutee4ever
- is same person as Raymond Tom Oyil of "raycreations", a literary outfit in my room which contains all my published and unpublished works, including an autobiography, BORN TO LIVE, published in 2008 in commemoration of my diamond jubilee on planet earth. I am a retired, but tireless and hungry seeker of knowledge through reading, writing, observing, deep thinking and evoking and accepting constructive criticism. Please read and comment on my poems. All my love.
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