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Ma's Pallu
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The hug you gave me when
I, a five year old toddler
left you for the very first time
teary eyed, crying myself hoarse
and throwing tantrums
because was being sent to...
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The hug you gave me when
I, a five year old toddler
left you for the very first time
teary eyed, crying myself hoarse
and throwing tantrums
because was being sent to...
