The Phone rings.
"Hello?" Says an old lady.
"Mother! You're a Grandmother now!"
And as she heard the cries of a baby girl, a tear trickled down her cheek.
That day, the cry of life, met the cry of joy.
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A Book Full Of Stars
PoetryThese are a collection of short poems written by me.Hope you all like it. :)
Cry
The Phone rings.
"Hello?" Says an old lady.
"Mother! You're a Grandmother now!"
And as she heard the cries of a baby girl, a tear trickled down her cheek.
That day, the cry of life, met the cry of joy.