Ama ko Katha
The wrinkles of her smile hide the signs of her age. The children playing around her look like butterflies in a garden, swarming around their favorite flower. She then transforms into a little child herself, running after them.
The wrinkles of her smile hide the signs of her age. The children playing around her look like butterflies in a garden, swarming around their favorite flower. She then transforms into a little child herself, running after them.