MOTHER πŸŒΉπŸŒΉβ€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’πŸ’πŸŒΉπŸŒΉβ™₯️β™₯️

Mother's smile , so sweet and radiant,
The sun , you can touch and kiss,   but never  get  burnt. 
Her healing touch,  sheer  magical,
A bitter pill at times ,  but  always  rational.
Her sacrifices ,  sometimes taken  for granted ,  but valuable  and appreciable ,
A warrior , invincible and indefatigable.
Her caring heart ,   ailing  and  old ,
A vintage , made of pure gold .
Her love , selfless  and  benevolent , 
A bouquet of roses , beautiful and fragrant .
Mother 's  strength , ever  so unbeatable ,  
A wall, always omnipresent and dependable 

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Mousumi Biswas