She doesn't wear
a pointy hat,
doesn't ride a broom,
or, lives with a black cat.
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She takes away our all pain. She prepares for her dear ones, many fabulous dishes, if once we want to have, our request she never misses. OUR(my) dearest mam
she always longs for our happiness and safety.beautiful ink.loved it nilaskhi.
a mother is surely above every one...this poem says it all