Let them know
Let them do
Let them build
To their infinite desire so vast.
Let them see
Let them hear
Let them feel
The compassion of Love so few.
For they are more than just pebbles,
To be washed in the shore of aging,
A warmth must not die in their hearts.
But continue to grow from the warmth of mothers palm,
To the Strength of Flame.
Then once purpose of care be set and done,
A mother can finally rest,
...
"Make the most of it child".
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PoetryThis is a Poetry Collection I will be working on for the past weeks or day. Feel free to get ideas from this collection. Please tell your friends about this poem if they are interested in this type of stuff. Thanks!
