My blurred eyes opened,
saw her teary eyes grinned.
First day in this world
she smiled with hidden pain.

She wakes with
blooming flowers,
Work with burly stuff
yet her smile never fades.

She conceals her agony.
Making the duty a rule,
freshens up her family.
Acts of vigorous soul.

Words of purity, written
deep in her heart.
Amity of her love
cures us, our angel.

Mother, you are our
treasure of gold,
igniting star of us.
Your glow of love, lit us up.........

ශෘද්ධ වූ ආදරයේ උතුම් සලකුණ, අම්මා ❤

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