Ode Of Aya- A Love For Mama - Poem by AyA AlforqueyAlfeche
I am not blinded with truth you try to teach us,
A father make new one where he find shelter in your love,
Some had mistaken to see your heart,
All women no matter what names they are,
Titles or not they feel the same worries of an in love woman,
Never would I say to those that are pass the road but to be happy.
Said it was for the mothers to bring life,
Not to feel accounted because we do what had done for us,
The intentions where pure and right, and
Not of it can be written in one phase of a line,
To see me growing learn to love somebody wholeheartedly.
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