My Child
I woke up in silence I woke up in a dream and heard my child. first it was a whisper and then it was a cry. I finally heard my child cry out loud I finally heard that cry. as a mother I said never left as a mother I finally woke up in the blessed when I heard my child it was times when I wasn't there at alI , I still heard a cry so deeply that it felt like a stroke and all. That's when I listen and listened to the one I gave birth to that was following me so far. I listen to the one that I tried to naturally feed my titty to and all. My child the baby the last one the gifted one the one they tried to say was the dumb one look just like me a motherless child my seed. Child my child has been with me through storms and weathers and on my leg like no other attachment just like me and granny, my child I gave her life and gave her struggles when she felt my pain and not forgot her name as a mother my child please hold on please to me baby I finally heard my help to help me come back to my child.
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