Posted in Poem

Ma

“She” knows and hears
Even before we do-
Churning and wallowing,
Of our restless heart.
As if the cord which
Was broken at birth
Is still connected, unseen
To the hearts and the minds
Of who once were toddlers-
But now are grown up giants.

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Born as a child of human... nourished intellect enough to juggle with words to create few copyright statements (though inspired :P)

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