With a drop of dew, she cools the burn,
And with petals soft, love we learn.
A bead of milk, like pearls aligned,
She weaves sweet peace, so gently kind.
With a drop of blood, she gives us life,
Easing sorrow, softening strife.
Like tearful eyes that clear the way,
She lights our path day by day.
Her virtues flow, calm and wide,
Her warmth, a song we feel inside.
Endless love, her arms convey
A mother’s grace, night and day.
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Reflects the beauty of spiritual relationship called love......
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