• shatarupa 6w

    I cannot choose my mother
    But my mother can choose
    the baby of her choice...
    The warmth i enjoyed
    when i was in her womb...
    Even the heaven is secondary to me..
    The only place where
    i got instant and perennial food...
    Instant sleep...
    How lovely the place was...

    Now where will i get such a comfort...

    Even my life time service to you cannot compensate it....

    I salute you my dear mother...