I held her hand as tight as I could
Even though I knew it would not do much good
Her breath was shallow and weak
If only my eyes could speak
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'From a mother’s love flows a river of believing From the womb to the tomb'... lines to stay eternal as long as poetry lives...good moving write, Alfred...I too can relate to your feel 10
A poignant message of depth and meaning! Please read 'Is Not...Perception.....Reality.'
You write extremely well and this is also because you write from the depth of your heart and soul. Thank you for this lovely read that lingers on long after I gave it a read. Thanks, arya
A mother’s love will make every flower bloom Nurture the air around her with her perfume With enough love for everyone to consume And so in the last of the dying light She bids me one last good night I love you Mom /////// no words can narrate mother's love.. beautiful to to remeber and cry for..... i give u 10 read mine 'P.mother' and comment on it