Arms of God

It was dark
I couldn’t see anything
I was trying to move
I was getting nervous
It was very noisy
Someone was crying
Oh my god who’s crying?
I was moving slowly and the cries became very loud
Someone was forcibly pulling me
I was reluctant to move but the force was strong
It was very bright and different
I have never seen such a bright place before
My vision felt blurry and I started crying
Slowly someone picked me
I was trying to open my eyes
I could see a tired and weak woman
Her eyes were full of tears but I could see her smiling in joy
She took me in her arms and kissed me
I felt very safe and secured in her arms
Years have passed but the safest place for me is always your arms Mom!!!

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Author: ScribbledbyM

Writomaniac who loves to scribble Tamil and English poetries. Short stories and general articles are also my cup of tea with flavors and spices but without junk.

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