Unboken Poem by ROBO James
Unboken
My love for my mother has never ceased,
though on an occasion there has been a crease.
Never to deep to produce a crack,
the bridge stayed free from furnace and the black.
The repair is still there and weak at the hinges,
love shall bind all one together and forget the whinges.
All bar one has managed to open.
I shall continue stronger,
Unbroken.
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