To My Husband With Love

To My Husband With Love short poem

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You filled my heart with memories
The old memories are as sweet as honey
I wish to transform myself to a butterfly.
My wings should be lovely
It should be pretty with shining colors
To me, you are precious.
I know, you are in a safe place with out me.
I know, you are happy now.
No worries, tensions and sorrows.
The musical whispers of angels,
The melodious sounds of their wings,
The glitters of heaven
You are surrounded with all.
Let me come to you,
In the form of a beautiful butterfly
As you ever loved butterflies.

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ammu sachariah

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I was working as the head teacher of a high school for many years.I have written many poems in English, Urdu and Malayalam. But i never had the confidence to bring it to the public .Better to say, i never tried for it due to lack of confidence.Now i got a platform to bring myself forward.Thanks to the editorial board of high on poems.I enjoy reading and writing.
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Laya Sarath
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Ohh loved it aunty…

ramakrishnan chatakondu
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When butterflies start writing beautiful poetries…..
……what will caterpillars do ?……
….just like me they will go and hide into comments column …….

Shamala Chandran
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Beautiful poem, with so much love and affection. Sweet memories….

Viswas Menon
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@ammukutty_sachariah……wonderful….so full of life….so nice a conceptualization….keep it up!!!

Shabeeh Kamoonpuri
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Wow!!! It’s awesome.Very beautiful poem from loving wife’s heart.well done Ammu.God bless you.

Akhtar Jawad
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A beautiful love poem of a wife for her husband.

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