I Am Sure That Fading Figure Is You Mom! Poem by nimal dunuhinga
I Am Sure That Fading Figure Is You Mom!
Wherever I go I hear your secret footsteps Mom
And I want you to tell something eagerly about my plight,
Like the olden days of your precious lullabies.
But I found myself totally dumb
Anyway I hear your mild footsteps and I follow your way Mom!
*Whenever I think of you Mom I feel like burning and I know you give me teardrops to survive.
*Whenever I think of you Mom I feel like burning and I know you give me a teardropp to survive. <
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4/25/2024 2:32:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Her solace is always with you. A lovely, poignant write. Always your friend, Sandra