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Feb 2
She cried,
When she was in pain during her labour,
She cried with joy,
When she first held her baby girl in her arms,
She cried with all her child's first,
Tooth, crawl, steps, words mama,vaccinations,solid food and first day at school,
Cause now she was a mama with a unique, beautiful responsibility.
A Gift of God she nurtured for nine months in her womb,
A tiny soul that depends on her for all her needs and calls her
MAMA.
2/2/2019
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  67/F/Tanzania
(67/F/Tanzania)   
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