Crossroad Nov 6, 2014 the bespectacled mother Poetry 2 comments In the mist was wandering she A little more courage and she be free Looking for the path very quietly Holding herself a bit more tightly Then came the sight of a crossroad Stream of tears from the eyes flowed Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
May she finds the right one. Beautiful, Anamika.
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Lets pray for her 🙂
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