She was a pretty woman
ever smiling face
an ideal in our race
Her sparkling eyes were radiant light
as if a strength to deal things and fight
her patience at height
Disease seized her
with a sudden spur
The unspoken words never does any harm
she was so kind and very warm
May her soul rest at peace
God decides how long the batsman stays at crease.
ever smiling face
an ideal in our race
Her sparkling eyes were radiant light
as if a strength to deal things and fight
her patience at height
Disease seized her
with a sudden spur
The unspoken words never does any harm
she was so kind and very warm
May her soul rest at peace
God decides how long the batsman stays at crease.
Just stumbled on the blog and this post, am speechless and so very happy that you dedicated this to Mom!
ReplyDeleteP.s. Never knew you're so good at poetic skills! :-)