Bharti Bansal
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MotherA Poem by Bharti BansalI see my mother's calloused hands Which carry my entire childhood in them Now lie wrinkled and tired Her eyes which once shone with diamonds Now.. |
Bharti Bansal
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MotherA Poem by Bharti BansalI see my mother's calloused hands Which carry my entire childhood in them Now lie wrinkled and tired Her eyes which once shone with diamonds Now.. |
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