AmmaA Poem by Pitta S Deva tribute to my mothershe took care of our body and spirit and made us grow perfect in every merit
Home is the first school and she is the first teacher morals of God and man, We learn from this preacher
she led us with Love in guise of discipline that all human virtues might reign
she corrected us that we may not go astray of the future all the time she prayed
love is a feeling we learned from her Never failed until in death we part her
mistakes we committed, she forgave and forgot to us only love and affection she begot
she became weak when we were ill even we turned old and frail; she felt in us "child' still
the hand that rocked our cradle never tired to help us in every hurdle
O "mother, thy LOVE we ever never repay but, refuge we take, in your memories, on this earth as long as we stay. © 2013 Pitta S DevAuthor's Note
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Added on April 9, 2008 Last Updated on July 16, 2013 AuthorPitta S DevVisakhapatnam, AP, IndiaAboutPublished a few poems in 'POET' a journal of world poetry sociey, Chennai, India. 'Longing' a novel published by Minerva Press India, New Delhi' which turned out to be a bitter experience. Has a.. more..Writing
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