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A Mother's Touch
In the quiet cradle of a mother's arms,
Love flows like a gentle stream,
Each tender touch a whispered promise
Of protection, comfort, and endless devotion.
Infinite and unspoken, the bond they share,
A connection deeper than words can express,
A symphony of heartbeats in perfect harmony,
A dance of love that knows no end.
Through the trials of life, the storms that rage,
The mother's touch remains a steadfast anchor,
Guiding, soothing, healing with a simple caress,
A touch that speaks volumes in silence.
In the soft embrace of a mother's touch,
A universe of love unfolds,
Infinite, eternal, unbreakable,
A testament to the power of a mother's love.
© Simrans
Love flows like a gentle stream,
Each tender touch a whispered promise
Of protection, comfort, and endless devotion.
Infinite and unspoken, the bond they share,
A connection deeper than words can express,
A symphony of heartbeats in perfect harmony,
A dance of love that knows no end.
Through the trials of life, the storms that rage,
The mother's touch remains a steadfast anchor,
Guiding, soothing, healing with a simple caress,
A touch that speaks volumes in silence.
In the soft embrace of a mother's touch,
A universe of love unfolds,
Infinite, eternal, unbreakable,
A testament to the power of a mother's love.
© Simrans
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