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A GLORIOUS END
Some stories are said
to belong to the wise
to men who have lived long
and know age inside out.
But my mother’s story
is not bound to sages
it can be told by anyone
who ever saw her light.
She lived a life
not made for applause
but etched in undying strength
written on leaves of resilience.
She fought her illness so long
that time itself grew weary
and though her body yielded
her spirit remained unbroken.
On her deathbed she prayed
her voice was as calm as a flow downhill
Even as her last breath left
she smiled like she is not bothered by death
Copyright ©
Hakim Fuhad Mansaray
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