Mother’s Touch
I capture the last gleam of my eastern prayer roomGolden it’s glimmer to guide me when shadows break the fencesValley
Read MoreI capture the last gleam of my eastern prayer roomGolden it’s glimmer to guide me when shadows break the fencesValley
Read MoreThe day you left, a part of me broke,Not loudly—but quietly, like a soft whisper of goodbye.The world kept moving,But
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