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Poetry
mummy dear
📅 10 September 2026❤️ 41 likes💬 132 comments🚀 178 times monetized
Mom, your love is a gift to me.
No matter what I do,
Whatever challenge I inflict,
You always see me through.
You’re strong and steady as the earth,
Bringing peace amid the storm,
Tethering me to stability,
Your love keeps me safe and warm.
Without you, mom, I’d fly away
From all that’s right and good.
“Could you help me, Mom?” I often ask.
“Yes,” you say; “I could.”
Your love is a gift, my marvelous mom.
You’re my link to sanity.
I often wish I were more like you,
And maybe, someday I’ll be.
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✦ Story behind this post
Every morning, Amma traces Tamil Brahmi script on my palm, ancient letters becoming stories. Her weathered hands teach me traditions that PAYBO rewards with points I trade for books about our heritage. She smiles—that beaming expression—as I read Tamil poetry aloud, my voice carrying her mother's voice before her.
"Mummy dear," I whisper, pressing my forehead to her blessing hands.
These moments feel costly in time, terrific in meaning, forever etched in my heart. Through her, I understand we're not isolated seekers but threads in our community's golden tapestry, connected across generations.
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