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Reminiscence
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
there was more than cords
that joined me to you
you were my world
the start & the end
such things don't
change by people's decree
you are...
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
there was more than cords
that joined me to you
you were my world
the start & the end
such things don't
change by people's decree
you are...
