DEAR MOM

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“Morning wake up and her loving face”

By Ira Jamwal

My dried arms were so much in fear

Being with you always made me dearer

The feared nature made me cry

But that dear warmth of hug made me try

Something made me think over and over night

That was something which flavoured my might

Moving upward a small miles

Is something which gives you hundred tons of smiles

Your smile is like a shiny star

Which enables to remove every scar

You are the most loveliest thing

Who made me have wings

You are the best thing which God made

With the name of MOM which never fades…..

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