Mother 'o' mother of mine, Who will forget thee... Earth and heaven infuse in thee, Ye suffer with shaping pine. ... Read full text
Truly, mother is the holiest of the holy.
A lovely poem dedicated to mother.
A nice gratitude to mother.
beautiful with rhythm shaping pine. a nice coining
Mothers are wonderful. They make us what we are. Nice write.
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Truly, mother is the holiest of the holy.