In the realm of love’s sweet embraceWhere daughters and sons find their placeYou stand as guardian with care profound,Nurturing blooms as godmothers do. The wind hums, oblivious to a seed’s originFor it’s not by labour’s toil but by heart’s delightYou guide present and future contributions.How lucky we are to hold a time capsule! Happy Mother’s...

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