She raised them with the best kind of love anyone could give
She gave them knowledge
To love and be kind
And give back to the World
To smile and be happy with what you have whatever you have
To make a home from a hut
To build a fire from a flame
She taught them to love
And be free and proud of who they are
And not let life's challenges to knock them down
This is descending from generation
The strength and love
Running through our blood
She sat by the market
To make a living for her family
And now she is a witness
To all her good works
A story
Of the market place
That wasn't just a market
It had a story behind a journey like everything else.
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Words Of A Mystic Nation
PoetryIt's not for the mind but the soul,heart and nourishment of the body.🌼