Mama

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You're the brightest among the stars

The fragrance in the rose

You're the diamond among the pebbles

The language in a prose

Amongst all problems piled

Bundles of work and tiring toil

But still, for us you smiled

With all grace and charm

It's your birthday

And I, surely will tell you

Only the luckiest of the lucky

Will get a mother like you

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