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THE BEST GIFT OF MY LIFE
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The suffering you have gone,
Can never be gone by anyone.
The chores you do for me,
Can never be...
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The suffering you have gone,
Can never be gone by anyone.
The chores you do for me,
Can never be...
