#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
I see that small child,
Hiding in the veil of your love.
Far across the realisation,
Far beyond the actualization,
no ones but only yours side he craves for,
no ones but only yours glimpse he demands for.
A relation that no one else he can make with,
A journey that no one else he can go on with,
A teaching and learning session,
A shower full of emotions.
A bond that lasts to the very last,
A bond that remains the ever last...

(I can't make it long)
#Mothersday