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Mom

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 In the dark of night,

 She is my light.

 A blessing sent by Allah,

 Who said that Heaven lies beneath her feet.

 Amidst my sadness,

 She is the soul of happiness.

 If my mom is the Queen of my home,

 She reigns with a simple heart.

 Workers pour water for the flowers,

 But my mom pours life into my dreams.

                                       _ Muhammed asmil km, anakkayam


                                                 




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