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May 2022
A mother is simply a mum,
Good or bad,
Black or white,
Her heart is full of motherhood,
Nobody can take her place or weigh more in value,
She understands our deepest feelings.
She shouts, nags and makes us do chores,
And sometimes even smacks us,
But all for our betterness,
The whole world will stop worrying about us,
But not mother.
Although she may not have time to dole up,
For us she is still beautiful.
Some leave their mothers alone to fend for themselves,
Or at Old People's Home,
Mothers become a burden,
But remember a mother's prayer can change your destiny,
And Allah has placed the doors to Heaven under her feet.
8/5/2022
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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