Secrets

The secrets of a mother are gemuine and true The sufferings of a father go beyond the grass on yohr feet but are always untold I struggle with my father’s footsteps Sometimes I walk a little straighter but the booze is juat so sweet, To what is left off me is for my and omly forbears.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 10/29/2024 7:10:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.