Oh! My dear mother's lap
You are never-ending like a nap
World worries vanish
Dad says zap
Oh! My dear mother's lap
You are never-ending like a nap
When I was pule
And makes some lours
Crawling like a turtle on all fours
She took me to her mother's lap
She sang lullabies song
Feeding me to pap
Oh! My dear mother's lap
You are never-ending like a nap.
Ananta Kumar Singh is an English author. He hails from the Bargarh, Odisha. He pur🦄sued his Under Gradua𓆉tion at Ravenshaw University, School Of Language.
