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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 75

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

MY AND YOUR MOTHER

My poor mother will never give me jewel,

but her blessings, affection, love and motherhood

are more valuable than any ornament.

On her lap I listen to the glory of dove.


But your mother will provide me

with prosperity- success, riches and dignity.

But she will fail forever to fulfill my heart

with the essence of peace.

© 2020 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

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