Date : 18th August, 2009
Time : 05:25 PM
Mom you are great,
for me you are the treat.
You are the treasure,
Which is my pleasure.
You are the prize,
which is infinity in price.
You are pure white ice,
in my eyes.
When I am in trouble,
you are my roble.
When I am happy,
you are dippy.
You are my world,
made of pure gold.
Which is too cold,
but not at all old.
You are my luck,
which helps to gather buck.
So my mom,
I am in a dom.
Which is like a heaven,
by you which is driven !
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