From where should I begin,
when my very beginning was from she only
The very first word from my mouth,
to the very first pious love—
it was you only.
From loving the child unconditionally,
to keeping your priorities at last,
to having the last meal-
and, still she calls it love,
when it’s a sacrifice so divine.
When every heartbeat comes from her grace,
why limit her praise to one day only?
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