Mother,
Sweet like the scent of roses,
She packs me all my favorite,
Early in the morning while going to school.
Mother,
Caring like a guardian angel.
Prepared my laugage as I bade her farewell.
Today,
Like yesterday.
Again, I'm leaving for school...
Mother,
The epitome of beauty.
Send me prayers.
For goodness, goodluck and prosperity.
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