Mother

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  • Until I was really older
  • My mother was my holder
  • She held me close to her heart
  • And would never keep me apart

 

  • Many time a beating from her I have received
  • Because in me something good she has perceived
  • For she knows that without pain
  • I will never in my life be able to see any gain

 

  • My mother has worked so hard always
  • It is nothing but constant toil all her days
  • I will stand one day and dry her tears
  • Putting to rest her many fears

Anshika Mishra

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