Mother.

A Poem.

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The Mother.

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Future,

-In the cradle,

Lost deep in some distant visions.

May be a trance.

Knows you not,

You can admire,

Appreciate,

Or,

-Just remain transfixed,

-looking at it.

With deep thought,

Imagination,

Or,

Astonishment and surprise.

-Silently caring,

In your present dreams,

For, in fact,

It's you !

And your future !!

Your 'Now'.

On your lap,

-Who are there,

-In the cradle,

Or there,

In the picture,

Be it a Basket,

Or, a Flower.

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