When the child is small
Mother's love is
Cuddling, kissing and feeling
When the child is an adoloscent
Mother's love is
Talking and sharing thoughts and emotions
When children grow up into adults
And go away
Building their own nests
Mother's love is a benediction
And a silent ache
In the depths of her own being
(Hyderabad)
Shakuntala Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-s-love-12/
