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Mother of No Child

The mother of all Protective and humble With her manners that stands tall A female that makes fledglings of no grumble In her words are salvaging advice A woman of virtue The best of all that nurture humanity She is cool, her presence is for the hurting; a medicated wool Special she is Forgotten not she will be She will be told from one to another down through history For the best of the best of women is she

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Date: 1/14/2016 10:50:00 AM
Excellent poem White Sage, i was drawn in by the name. As always, you have a flare in your writing style, it is almost like a song lyric. Your pen once more runs golden on this work. A seven for this little gem my friend. Everything leads to the last three words and they finish the piece so wonderfully....Vladislav.
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