Dear momA Poem by pratik mishra I wonder how she does it, Has nothing to complain about, With a smile on her ever beautiful face, She keeps going on and on! Gets up before the sun rises, Works harder than i can dare to, Loves me to the fullest, And her energy oh-so fresh and new! Gets worried if I stay out late, Doesn't eat by herself, For me, she always waits, Oh mom, what can I say about you? You always were, are and would be great! © 2017 pratik mishraReviews
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