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Wish She Was a Live

I wish she was alive,
I simply wish she was alive,
The mother I lost a year prior,
If by some stroke of good luck God
Could defer her death,
Till she witness my wedding
Also, opened for me his arms more 
Extensive this extraordinary day,
I could have motivation to celebrate.

I wish she was alive,
I simply wish she was alive,
The bulldog of my domain,
Who showed me how to grin,
Furthermore, the genuine quintessence of affection,
Accentuated with sympathy and liberality.

I wish she was alive,
My untouched triumphant legend,
Who never abandoned anything,
In any case, generally succeeded victoriously,
Giving our day to day bread routinely,
Furthermore, seething margarine in our bread.

I wish she was alive,
My strong stronghold and safeguard,
Who shielded my domain well,
Security check completely mountain,
Continuously having a real sense of
Reassurance in her nurturing embrace,
Without really any union of dread or bias.

I wish she was alive,
My lifetime funny jokester,
With rib breaking chuckles of all time,
As we appreciated dreams endless,
Bearing in mind the end goal of cheerful merry days,
That was diminished by death.

I wish she was alive,
Be that as it may, the holy messengers said 
She was not excessively great for earth,
Also, eradicated her from the records of earth,
Isolating us when I really wanted her most,
To the place that is known for fadeless day
 With no return.

I wish she was alive,
Her memorial was short and brief,
"Gone to reserve a spot for you"
I truly want to believe that we will meet in the mists,
On the shore past the ocean,
Return If Conceivable Mother.


IN MEMORY OF MY BELOVED AUNT.   MAMA RUTH WHO MET HER UNTIMELY DEMISE  IN A ROAD CARNAGE  (2021)

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