PARVATHY.P.S

The wind beneath my wings : ) My MoM.............

Dear Mother,                        A Myriad of words, phrases, and even metaphors cannot articulate your glory and grace to its fullest. An artist can only half paint your picture. Because maternal love is more of a feeling beyond every interpretation and portrayal. The height and depth of that immortal, precious and priceless love can only understand thro…