POEM: Whispers of a Mother’s Love
31 May 2024 04:10 AM IST
In sorrow’s hold, a mother’s grace does wane, A shattered life, a bond’s dear price to pay. Once dreamed of tiny hands, steps light as rain, Now veiled in dark, by fate’s unyielding sway. Through tearful eyes, a choice with heavy cost, To part with love that once her heart