When the compassion blends with bliss of love
The tender wheeze pulsates in the womb
When godliness smiles inside her
The mortal self ascends ahead
When divinity blinked to her fondly
The bundle of bliss chortle in her arm
When the tenderness jingles in the space
The nurturer walkes on the earth
When the fragrance of jingles lauds the air
The earthly gets the glimpse of divinity
THAT is a MOTHER..
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and i loved your "just an expression'
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