MOTHER – THE EIGHTH WONDER
A respected person,
The most clear in the world
In any which way
Her love cannot be controlled,
Can you name this eighth wonder?
Of course, she is my wonderful Mother!
She tells me stories
Of great freedom fighters
Who made the country free
But have become martyrs.
When I was small
She used to cradle on her lap
And taught me how to clap.
She is like hot water in tunda region
Or, like cold water in desert region.
This is my wonderful mother
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