Maybe at a time everyone passed through,
Having no friends to share the bitter truth,
Feeling lonely and sitting near the window,
Wishing to share all the tears with,
At that time think like a heart,
And rewind your life with the wave,
Maybe a friend still be alive for sharing the pains,
But each person has a trustable friend,
Who would never leave your hand,
Dear you named her mother when you didn't learn how to say friend.

To all the mothers❤️

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