Beauty, thy world’s greatest
I’d tell it’s her,.
The soft brown curls
Cascading down her shoulders.
Her alluring honey brown eyes.
Tiny freckles
festoon the corner of her lips
As it curves into tidly smile.
Her amiable heart
Enriches her like the an exquisite jewel.
Adding lustre to her
already shimmering self
My heart falters at her smiles
It tatters at her tears
She is the celestial beauty
Destined to be mine.
Never in the face of earth
Has never been a maiden
More beautiful than her.
She is none other than my mom.
With love your daughter
Anagha M
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