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Many Happy Returns, O Mother

Since the very morning, Be it of the day, or Be it of my life, You love me. Selfless love indeed! You showed me The light of this world. O Mother, I love you. Sometimes, in fret or In pain, I misbehave. I know that, O Mother. I repent and say sorry, But forgetting all of my Misbehaviour, you stretch Your open arms to me. You are my first as well as My best teacher in the world, O Mother. Whenever you give Me your cosy hug, I feel so secure. While I write this, my eyes become Hazy and my voice choked, for God Has given me the best gift in the world, And that is none but you, O Mother. You are the best mother, as per me. Years will roll, when you'll grow old. One day, you will, perchance, leave me, Leave me all alone in this corrupt world. Where will I find such pure love then? Teardrops roll down my cheeks, I feel A lump in my throat, thinking that. God bless you, God bless all, God bless everyone here on the earth. Let me make the most of the time, The transient time flying away. Stay with me, O Mother, please. Please don't leave me alone here. Many happy returns of the day, O Mother, many happy returns Of happy Mothers' Day. Stay well.

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