C. P. Sharma - My Mother

On this day when I remember
Of mother’s love and care;
I can feel her sweet soft touch,
And lingering fragrance in the air

A mother’s love has no match,
From infinity to infinity stretch;
She heard my beats when a scratch,
When I was to fall she would catch.

C. P. Sharma

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