Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mothers Day short poem

Uploaded by Dr. Baljit Singh


HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY
Intelligent man says,
I feel it is a special day
It is not my birthday
It is mother’s day
When our daughter came to bring us happiness, I felt it,
A special day
Children truly excited to buy for their mother
Something special of their choice
It is mother’s day
I have seen little hands cooking extra-special for her mother
On this special day

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