POEM

The words have no more energy 

To acknowledge the hands of father,


a great shadow over head
 
Lap of mother, a bed of sound sleep 


Back of brother like van of school and

 
Helping mind of sister


who always consoled me whenever my mind tired


Who dare to return the same

No one but only

one can realize and 

walk, holding hands of them forever


Asrarul haque Jeelani

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