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In the cradle of her arms,
I found my peace and rest.
My mother's love, a soothing balm
That soothes my every test.
Her gentle touch and warm embrace
Have kept me safe and strong,
Through every trial and every race,
Her love has kept me going long.
Oh, mother love, so pure and true,
How can I ever repay
All that you've done, and all you do,
Each and every day?

Mother love, a treasure trove,
Of wisdom, warmth, and care,
A love that fills our hearts with love,
And lifts us to
About the Creator
Promod Kumar S
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