Morning's warmth, coffee in hand,
Her absence, like grains of sand.
In each sip, a bitter-sweet reminder,
A mother's love, forever a tender.
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not the best of me - poetry
PoetryA girl who struggles in life. *I own every poetry in this book* *Made this for fun, does't have to be about me* Cover made by me! Background used in the cover belongs to !sa.
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Morning's warmth, coffee in hand,
Her absence, like grains of sand.
In each sip, a bitter-sweet reminder,
A mother's love, forever a tender.
