O, Mom

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It is simple calculation
Birth and death relation
Mother does for children
With great sacrifice even

The love that finds no parallel
Only to speak well
For entire family
And to lead them happily

Nothing makes us different
We are everywhere and present
In crisis and in plight
We make our presence right

Even if male dominated society
Leaves us to the mercy and pity
We all undergo pain and fight
You children are dear and our sight

At no time, we shall differ
But offer for our care
To bring them up for social living
And stand with honor for believing

So live along in this ravaged jungle
With lots of pan and struggle
The name of mother stands for centuries
And remind us about pain and miseries

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 February 2015

Mother does for children With great sacrifice even.........The name of mother stands for centuries And remind us about pain and miseries......A true and exact picture. Very nicely and aptly written. Good word play.Many thanks.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 28 February 2015

It is simple calculation Birth and death relation

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