O mother you were nature's soft nurse
And your touch was as good as a honey
For all the children you were a source of delight
You worked hard to save children from miserable plight
The sweet lullaby you used to sing
The sweet dishes you used to cook
Your love was as long and good as a dial
None of your work make you loveless and futile
Hafiz Muhammad Qasim
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