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Time, they say,
is the greatest healer of wound. But when time goes pale, Hope will be the one to be called upon. Mother, Your words were the pill of hope That I swallowed to heal my wounded heart When time became bedridden.
6 Comments
HenryWrites
16/7/2018 10:52:18 am
Wow. this is amazing 😍 Mothers are said to be one in a million/billion/trillion ... zillion. Beautifully written.
Ubah
29/7/2018 04:47:50 pm
well written.
Damian
31/7/2018 11:25:36 am
Well written.
Elizabeth
1/8/2018 12:05:09 pm
I really love this like love love love
Olakunbi
1/8/2018 02:27:19 pm
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