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To my All
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The not so hopping child you handled ..
with love, joy and grace
When you yourself was a...
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The not so hopping child you handled ..
with love, joy and grace
When you yourself was a...
