From first bit of breathe,
to last breathe of breathe,
you will be my bloom.
How love takes place,
how care is being face,
how dedication occurs,
how every gloom flickers,
how my every happiness starts,
how my happiness became endless,
how pleasant i am now a days,
how affluent you are from your heart,
10th may is mothers day,
but in my view,
every may and every month,
would be mothers day!
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