sania harris Biography

Today my mother died
Silently without a sign
Never inkling about her sadness
Even though we filled her with madness
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The moment of Obama’s inauguration
Was a fluke of fate written for the nation

It was a moment to be cherished
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I think about you everyday
I plan out what to say
You have no idea, you have no clue
Just how much I think about you
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The cherry wind stroke her face
Shuffling her locks aside
With a beaming smile she sat awake
To watch her daddy come
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She sat near the white roses
Petals fallen on her hair
Tied in golden locks
Agitated by the air
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