Mother’s Love

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Though the season changes

And populace mend their fences,

But the divine love of mother never changes.

It’s infinity, until clay; I assure.

Though she cannot give a thousand bugs

But she already gave a million hugs;

The hugs of love and comfort.

Though I am afar in a dale

Her prayer  reaches that so far vale;

Echoing her merry and whispers of love.

 

No armour, gold and silver

Can purchase the Mighty LOVER OF MOTHER.

 

 

By-(Metsongmalem M Chang).

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