Mother Poem by mariechantal tuyisabe
Mother
In side Leonard's kitchen place,
My mother sat on a stool without a trace
Cooking and dismissing all about the war
Always like Blenda
She would not surrender
Cooking during the war
Dear poet, Think about Love Think about Peace, Love gives And war lost Spread the message of love And not the message of war Spread the message of peace. Sekharanpookkat@yahoo.co.in poem hunter.com
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4/24/2024 4:55:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a nice poem, mothers knows best, nicely written