IT WAS DIFFERENT THIS TIME... sweet and calm, beautiful and cheerful she is. she is my flower(MOM) and i am her petal(ME). everytime when i step out i come back to her as the day ends. she waits for me till the evening but today that evening didn't came, for her, across the distance. it was different this time because the flower has lost its petal. -SupreetSingh- it was different this time #time #momanddaughter #poetry #poetryneverdies #poetrycommunity #poetryaddicts #poetrylovers #poetryoftheday #poetrysociety #poetryofnojoto