Duty

LADYHOLMES

As days rush with no time to spare

And my life draws to a near full square..

To the mighty Lord,I bow and pray

Pain,Sickness,come what may..

Pray to make me so worthy

That i fulfil,my every duty..

The highest duty being a mother

For the little being i live to nurture..

  • Author: LADYHOLMES (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 25th, 2021 06:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Paul Bell

    Sure you're doing great, though a little divine help can only be a benefit.

    • LADYHOLMES

      Thanks Paul. Loved your comment.



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