On the wall of my heart
Is a nail, on which hangs
A frame, the photo
Of which shall wane,
Only when I am no more,
It's your great pic:
MUMMY!
The silent wall is glorified at holding the frame of such a great soul, the canvass of the lovely mummy..
It is a point of no return indeed.
I sympathize with you on the occasion of the sad demise of your mother
Your ode to mother is short yet lovely.
Keep it up..
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On the wall of my heart Is a nail, on which hangs A frame, the photo Of which shall wane, Only when I am no more, It's your great pic: MUMMY! The silent wall is glorified at holding the frame of such a great soul, the canvass of the lovely mummy.. It is a point of no return indeed. I sympathize with you on the occasion of the sad demise of your mother Your ode to mother is short yet lovely. Keep it up..