Iya mi who bears nine months of sweet pain
Iya mi who goes hours into days of laboring drain
Iya mi who bores a being of the family chain
Iya mi, the one who shares all your joys, sorrows and flavours
Iya mi who is constantly praying for all your endeavours
Iya mi whose love you would want to savour
Iya mi the only angel constantly here on earth
Iya mi next to God for us right from birth
Iya mi the very essence of human breath
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