HARD LABOUR

As she was working hardly 
and saving some money. 
some people could laugh 
at her hard  business 
Which was bringing  honey 
on her table in her entire life.
She knew the colour of money 
and she could respect it daily.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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