MOTHERS


Special are the people who give us birth,
In the world they have a priceless worth.
They help us to weave our dream,
And help us win over our dream' s realm.
Great and good is my mother,
Even though she loves more my brother.
Having a mother is so fortunate,
But this thought comes to us very late.
Ma is the sweet name for mom,
Without her there is no home.

So I say to respect mothers everyday.

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