[“Mother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind.”]-Kahlil Gibran
When your girlfriend ask whom you like
the best in your life certainly you tell her name.
And when she became your spouse
she may ask you; 'I kept this broom in the right hand corner
and now it's in the left hand corner
the passage too well swept
any magician came here in my absence? '
'Yes, my poor Mom and she gave some Mangoes for you.'
Definitely you'll tell her.
to my poor deceased Mom who knows my brand and she brings me a packet of cigarettes when I was broke.
nimal dunu
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