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The Colour of My Life

True greatness should not be measured in terms of silver and gold or in the value of a man's possessions. But...on the number of hearts touched... The number of sacrifices made for others... Who could ever forget the smiles you painted on sad faces? The encouragement you gave to the weary... Your impeccable pieces of advice... Mama...you were a great mother to all... Different things you meant to different people. To me...you were the colour of my life... Colour has unexpectedly disappeared...but atleast she left me beautiful shades of her memory... Mama...you left an indeliable mark on the world. Everlasting footprints you've left on mother earth. Your footsteps I would follow Mama! 'Cos I know that it's the only way... The only chance I've got, to see you again... To be with you in heaven!.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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