She advocated suicide,
But never thought for foeticide.
She was a mother,
Who can't show her baby her father.
But she gave her baby a word,
"Not to leave till her bird,
learn to fly alone in this world."
Reshma L R✍️For more insights 🧐"mynewblogspotrk.blogspot.com" & Poetry collections : "Unstrung Notes", "Elysian Florets", "Wonder Meal", "Ormakal"
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