Echoed,,,,...

in poem •  7 years ago  (edited)


On the tombstone you are now relying on your love and affection.,,,
Only prayer and the happy mother I do.,,,,
May you be happy there beside god

The mother's iron soul echoed in a wave of fate
Fate continues to walk with foot stepping
Into the lap of my dear mother,,

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