<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553236" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forgiving Mother</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Please son do not hang up on me when I call you <br>I want to talk to you; in words may be a few <br>I know your priorities and responsibilities my son<br>I want to ask “How are you? ” and then I am done</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is painful for me when you treat me as a stranger<br>I think I have done something wrong for your anger <br>Son, please do explain me what wrong did I commit<br>Then I can ask for your forgiveness and be acquit</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The other day you passed by me in your fancy car<br>You ignored me and let me walk in the burning tar<br>I forgive you my dear because I love you so much, <br>My Son in your difficulties I’ll always be your clutch</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fed you and nurtured you and expect nothing in return<br>But when you ill-treat and neglect me I feel my heart burn<br>My heart ached endlessly when you yelled and assaulted me <br>I ignore those because you are still a precious child for me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don’t want pearls, diamonds, silver or gold from you <br>Just a smile, a hug and a few words will be really bijou <br>Son before I die I want to wish good luck and all the best<br>You will always be my little baby and my heart’s crest</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nilesh+Tavarayan">Nilesh Tavarayan</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=553236" data-title="Forgiving Mother de Nilesh Tavarayan" data-description="Please son do not hang up on me when I call you I want to talk to you; in words may be a few I know your priorities and responsibilities my son I want to ask “How are you? ” and then I am done It is painful for me when you treat me as a str..."></div> </div> </div>

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