Who’s stronger, the mother or the infant
The feeble cries command the stronger breast
Arms clasp around the feeble bundle unasked
Who is happier, the mother of sleepless nights,
The baby never asked to be born
Desire proposed, pleasure compelled
The stronger, the happier the infant
Having conquered the flesh, defeated the spirit.
Anusha.u.r
17 Yrs
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