WORDS OF AN ORPHAN

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A POET'S WAIL

From a woman I was born
She is no more, she is gone
I cannot forget her, not even today

She was a gift from God
A special creation of mud
For her I cannot stop to pray

She is the being who loved me the most
With her sparkling beauty, always I will boast
She's always with me everyday

I have missed my mum
Her beauty is second to none.
Oh! I I thought she would stay

You might be far away mum
But your care, affection and love is never fordone
And for you I always will pray..

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