That's Called My Mom

Updated: Aug 21

By Mariya Das

The sun will be bright

Her face is a smile

Even the painful days

She defeated with a smile

She was ordinary women for all

But she was fearless, loveable

More than above all

She is love!

By Mariya Das

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