15 minutes ago
by Cara Canillo
Consider babies as God's Gift,
But a lady like you shouldn't be lying near a crib,
You should be at school learning new things,
Or getting busy with work and not a kid
She dance and hum a lullaby,
But everything she do seems Dry
Near the window she tries to hide
Reminiscing her dreams that just died
As she stare at the appearance of her infant "I am just 16 when she promised me love"
She remembered the man who left her instant
Then Thought was it pure like a dove?
Back then sweet words is what he speaks
Like as if his Love is at peak,
But where is he now?
oh well, he's no where to seek!
He's coward and what do they call you?
Oh "stupid" ,she heard it by a gossip
Dont they know thats shes a victim of toxic?
Fooled by a hoax Love,his Love was a Trick.
And look at you now my dear,
The pain you felt, i cannot bear
But with God Grace I am proud of you,
For letting the child live,
and face the world for both of you,
Though its kinda early to call me granny,
still blessed to have bree,
Thou sometimes I'm her nanny
I am still Proud for having you-very
I'll be with you throughout my days,
Impart you the Love of a Mum
And show it to your bree,the dearest
Til i catch my last breath,
I'll be with you even to my death.
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