Little hands little fingers
Curling the curly hair
Behind the door in confusion
Listening to the conversation
Sparkling eyes getting dim
As knowing the sufferings
Thinking of assisting
What could be done?
So that the rhythm returns
Life, My Poetry, Relationships, Sensations
Little hands little fingers
Curling the curly hair
Behind the door in confusion
Listening to the conversation
Sparkling eyes getting dim
As knowing the sufferings
Thinking of assisting
What could be done?
So that the rhythm returns
Wow… the reas was able to reach my heart and turn the look on my face. Nice one.
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Pleased to know that you liked it. Thank You Cezane!
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The read* sorry for the typo
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🙂 No problem.
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Wow, what a good word picture and great write. Thank you for checking out my posts and appreciate your follow. I’ll be back very soon.
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Thank You 🙂
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Wonderful as usual ,I loved your posts from the day one mariam and I am glad I found u 🙂
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Thanks a lot for reading and appreciating! 🙂
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I have been missing your posts
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Oh that is so sweet of you 🙂
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