What is love
which i see in the eye of my mother
she assure not to make me anything bother

What is love
which i see in the heart of my father
work hard for our smile,hide all his tear and struggle

what is love
when you dont reach home and you mother calls
her face brighten up on you arrival

what is love
when your father work hard
to make you successful person to see you in the front

what is love
its what we get in mother and father
they will think about us ,nothing further

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