Wednesday, October 10, 2018
Poppysmic: Verse Attack
Poppysmic: Verse Attack: Just not a Mother I always saw her as a mother, I repent for not seeing her any oth...
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Though one might think like Shakespeare , "What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any ...
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I was in a rush. Moms always are.It was way past bedtime and yet my boy who was suffering from throat infection held the glass in his left h...
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Again we had to pack our lives in the trunk and move. Every morning I basked in sun in the lush green lawn, hugged the tamarind and mango tr...
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