Prophecies of Mother

A precious gift from God.
A saviour in all thought saviour,
A solution for every problem,
A play mate for live’s every game.
A love of life
A food of strive

All stars that shine
Equals the mother of mine
A light in the dark woods
A smile on my face in sad moods
A source of unlimited love
Prophecies for game
The peace of Dove’s feather
A death of anarchy

An end of arguments
More to me than temple or mosque
A love, smile and all the happiness.
Maa, you bring me those moments.
I want to thank you for
All those times you helped me.

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