Oct 2020
Ujjal Mandal, WEST BENGAL, India
Who doesn't love his or her mother?
Who blooms always like a sweet flower
In spring, summer even in winter;
She is our sweet and mild mother.
Who doesn't love his or her mother?
Who blooms always like a sweet flower
In spring, summer even in winter;
She is our sweet and mild mother.
Mother is a Sweet Flower ever
