by Deepika Satpathy

Mother is someone of her kind
Someone like her you would never find.
She makes us laugh
And our life goes half.

She is the one who makes us happy with
Her heart in grief.
She makes us glow
Like a rainbow.

To fulfill all her needs
we have to be with perfect deeds.
She is alone
But like a sunshine.

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