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Enjoying a nap a thought crept,

Oh! Is there a real Heaven on Earth,

The gentle majesty that lay above,

Is there a thing so noble here.


I tread myself slow and steady,

Into a land where fantasy sneaked,

Could I ever surmise of such a thing,

That value the heaven in its bliss,


And in a fix, trying to guess,

I set on a hunt in my dreams,

Out on a quest for the crucial thought,

Of who has equaled, the heaven above.


All of a sudden my vision fell,

On the World's never guessed living soul,

And that one image that stands unique,

It is truly our dear MOM!

Nimitha Rose Peter
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