Sometime i ask my self if not that great
potter that gave others the sliver spoon
That made me and my brothers and sisters
even though we are from diferent Womb the........that is where the precious noble thoughts emerge and it gives sense of belonging to each one of us..u may not be from same womb but still u feel the same.... lovelu poem dear....10
read mine woman's womb..o, mother..mom i miss u.. mom still i cry...mother in diff forms
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Sometime i ask my self if not that great potter that gave others the sliver spoon That made me and my brothers and sisters even though we are from diferent Womb the........that is where the precious noble thoughts emerge and it gives sense of belonging to each one of us..u may not be from same womb but still u feel the same.... lovelu poem dear....10 read mine woman's womb..o, mother..mom i miss u.. mom still i cry...mother in diff forms