First Meet...
She is the ocean of love and seashore of care,
The sky of support and gratitude of prayer.
She was the first person I met in my life,
Having beautiful soul with loving rife.
She holds me firmly in her protective arm,
Just like I was a precious lucky charm.
She soothes me with her sweet voice,
And sang a silent song of her choice.
She whispered something in my ear,
I remember, it was a holy prayer.
That was my first meet with my mother,
Which lives forever, for each other...
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