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my life.
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
the moment of my childhood,
is being embraced with you,
the dark and lights of my journey is
being begin with, you.
ultimately am the seed of yours and you are the only fruit for me.
walk, talk , words and moves are been the scattered in long with a mom.