From little bud
to a big tree
From little princess to
a caring mom
I grow to nurture.
I do cry, but I am not weak
I want care, but I give solace
Like to be protected, but I raise lives
Emotions are my assets, and each tear makes me strong.
Any moment is incomplete without me,
I transform house to home
love, care, devotion, protection
I give all.
I am woman.
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