Tag: pantoum
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National Poetry Month-The Day She Was Born
On the day she was born, I expected a boy, But as noon followed morn, This girl brought me joy! Everyone guessed a boy, But no matter-what love, I’d never known such joy, My gift from above! All that matters-what love! Now I am a mother, To this gift from above, This love like no…
The Journey Inward 