My Smiling Buddha

My Smiling Buddha short poem

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In the bosom of a heart
A mother bore a little one
With all pangs of pain
In motherhood and labor.

In the chambers of her heart
She kept him safe
Suckled the little one
With all her love.

An unforeseen special bond
Formed inside the heart
Grew with each heartbeat
In the mother’s heart.

Loved from the start
As a part of her
In the journey of life
To be a soothing lullaby forever.

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Saipriya
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beautifully penned!..:)

ruthieg33
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Loved your poem, your words, flow and all. thanks for sharing.

Laya Sarath
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Awww thats so sweet geemme.. 🙂

Viswas Menon
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wonderful work ….keep it up @geetha_paniker

ammu sachariah
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Wonderful poem. I loved it.

Savi Mani
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wonderful poem dear Geetha……..the mother nurtures her child inside her womb and then the rest of her life the child grows in her heart……i had read somewhere “the decision to have children is a very strong one cause then you will see your heart in front of your eyes always” motherhood is divinity…….lovely poem……….

Keith Wilson
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There is no more precious experience in this life than parenthood and witnessing the beauty of a child’s nurturing under the loving guidance and loving touch of their Mother. Your words are so meaningful and the last line so powerful. . As a Father who now appreciates this even more fully with the loss of my sons Mother, I hold their Mothers memory and spirit very close and dear to their hearts at all times.

thank you

Preeti
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So rightly and wonderfully said about the beauty of a motherly bond…Amazing

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