Sunday, November 25, 2018

A Mother's Love Comments

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As I sit here on my weathered couch, I duly sigh
I seem to feel the loneliness of being so alone
dreaming of all the things that could have been
fills my head with daydreaming of you and I.
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Eva Mae Witt
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Dr Antony Theodore 27 November 2018

a southern comfort of a smile within my eyes a tender, touching moment of a mother carrying a baby to her chest. lullaby, humming. loving, caring..... thank u dear poetess for this poem filled with love. tony

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Eva Mae Witt 27 November 2018

Thank you so much Tony for your beauty of a comment on this written poem of mine, wishing you a well and happy day.

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Chinedu Dike 26 November 2018

Fine and lofty verse written in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing Eva.

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Eva Mae Witt 26 November 2018

Thank you for your exquisite comment on this penned poem of mine.

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