<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405747" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No Other</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go and hug her<br>Your mother, your life giver<br>A soul divine.<br>Leave not your mother<br>A woman so kind..............Keya Mukerjee</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother and no other<br>I wish again to see her<br>In kindest form ever known<br>She is mother of my own </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have wept<br>With hidden face and kept<br>Her memory and face <br>Those always made me cry and chased</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is repeat divine performance<br>A child gets unique chance<br>To be born to a mother <br>Rejoice for a while and not to bother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is Mother Nature<br>Every season presents for sure<br>New leaves and flowers<br>For old trees with rainy showers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I miss each moment of life<br>As she has witnessed an edge of knife<br>To upkeep child away from all misfortune<br>Sing with melody to quiet with fine tune </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those words baffle me sometimes<br>Where will she be gone in old times? <br>I literally miss with wet eyes<br>When a memory flood and suddenly flies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I not only salute her selfless existence<br>But bow head in recognition at once<br>How come she cares so much for lovely child? <br>When fate is known to witness later on to be blind</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=405747" data-title="No Other de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="Go and hug her Your mother, your life giver A soul divine. Leave not your mother A woman so kind..............Keya Mukerjee Mother and no other I wish again to see her In kindest form ever known She is mother of my own I have wept With hidden f..."></div> </div> </div>

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