Honor her

in poetry •  7 years ago 


I never imagined my mother's tears. . .
When he prayed to you for my sake. . . his son. . .
Forgive my mother's sin,. . .
Honor her with all your gifts. . .
I leave Diaa through prayer of prayer to your destiny.
My door. . .
Take care of Him until I can afford happiness

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