Tag: Motherhood
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Hues most Divine
Like gentle breeze, Come your endearing words, Rocking me into a blissful sleep, Soothing my worries and cares My closed lids now stare At your smiling visage. Perhaps we’re slipping through The shadows of yesteryears With much more ease. *** A wonderment lights up your face, Like the light of a full moon It handsomely…