This beautiful poem reflects the real life situation of the poetess! Loved your expression: My fingers tremble as I type, poets have sung preludes, so how may I even begin? /Once feted scholar turned housewife by circumstances, not choice…....My last memories, as Dawn breaks, I must sleep, dare to dream....Thanks for sharing..10
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This beautiful poem reflects the real life situation of the poetess! Loved your expression: My fingers tremble as I type, poets have sung preludes, so how may I even begin? /Once feted scholar turned housewife by circumstances, not choice…....My last memories, as Dawn breaks, I must sleep, dare to dream....Thanks for sharing..10