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Dec 2014
If you've ever sat alone
And gazed up at the moon
Then you'll know the feeling too
Of fleeting Mother's tune.
Her whispers of dear aptitude
Save us from monsoon
Of turbulent forces at the gates
Of our temple; our cocoon.
Hear her voice and be at peace
To us she sings at night
"Dear child let now close your eyes,
And tomorrow behold the light."
Emanuel
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Emanuel  shootpoetry.com
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