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Child for mother.
I am truthful in appearance,
not like other.
I am a small child for mother.
When mother gives
round bread,
I am eats and drinks water.
When I get hurt by fall,
I cry in my mother's lap.
The ant died the ant died,
When mother says so.
I laugh a little bit,
showing out to my teeth.
I am truthful in appearance,
not like other.
I am a small child for mother.
© ALOK Sharma
#poem
#Poetry
#LifeQuote
#mother
#poems
#aloksharma
not like other.
I am a small child for mother.
When mother gives
round bread,
I am eats and drinks water.
When I get hurt by fall,
I cry in my mother's lap.
The ant died the ant died,
When mother says so.
I laugh a little bit,
showing out to my teeth.
I am truthful in appearance,
not like other.
I am a small child for mother.
© ALOK Sharma
#poem
#Poetry
#LifeQuote
#mother
#poems
#aloksharma
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