Saturday 7 June 2014

Mother, I bow to thee!


Pampered we live, life giving us the best. 
But what we take from thy, puts her to rest
Shall we thrive to ignite a mind
Of a passion, thou shall see kind
Off I go, to sleep
Hoping never to weep
For the path we tread
Is I doubt the path we need 

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