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An inseparable connection

 While 

The small birds chirp sweet songs

I'm reminded 

Of those sweet words which whispered me to sleep

While 

The scented flowers bloom overnight

I'm reminded 

Of the jasmine flowers adorned on my mother's hair

While 

The looming green mountains with patches of brown pass during road trips 

I'm reminded

Of the one mountain I woke up to and slept,

While 

The cold water runs down my sweaty back

I'm reminded 

Of those nights my father came back from work all exhausted and sweaty

I'm reminded of those sacrifices made for a family! 

- Bharathi Senthilkumar


I think this poem is quite personal regarding the specific details I've highlighted. Although it is one of those sensitive topics many people keep with themselves, I couldn't hold on the overwhelming gratitude that fills me each time I think of my family members!

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  1. So wonderful and touchingπŸ™

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  2. πŸ’πŸ’Very nice and heart touching πŸ’πŸ’

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  3. Very nice expecting more from you.

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