Miss me no more, gracious and fairest soul of our kingdom...
My love is calmer and provides succour than The aftermath of the second war world.
Miss me no more, with gaps to fill, my love is careful not to burn out but to burn away chains of time and distance.
As your fairest one, am a partner, a lover, a mother and a friend, pick one and you will see me always by your side...,
I transcend my assignment, as I wear each hat but change them easily
Miss me no more, my balance on your path is the things I do, not who I am..
Cause, I am multidimensional.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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