Ever science my childhood
I use to believe that
If there is anything called
‘Pure Love’
It is nothing but the love that
A mother has on her child.
Because,
A mother alone makes her child
Smile at the cost of her tears;
A mother alone makes her child
Happy at the cost of her grief;
It is none but,
A mother alone makes her child
Live at the cost of her death.
To be precise,
A
“Mother”
is physical form of the
“Devine Love”
