Yoke Ying Jackson
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It's been one hundred days since I saw you slept
In a room filled with flowers smelling so sweet
When I called out to you your eyes tightly shut
But hinted a smile so slightly as a mother to her child
'Don't cry my dear I can no longer wait
If only I could I'd stay and meet my new (great) grandchild
My mind's still bright though my pain ravaged body's weak
My ife's slipping away but my dignity noone can break
Nothing to complain despite a life time of struggles
I've given my utmost best now my children do me ...