Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
It Is The Love. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
We are born free, with freedom
Mother's care and concern always
Her love and care gives the strength
Her attention saves the child in time
Then why there is breach of trust
Against motherhood in this world
Mother the purity of human love always.
A proper loved one supposed to love all.
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