Morag Howat

Cruel we are often to our child, Rest is a ‘must’ to his body and mind; Coming close, let’s smile and bend, “Worry you don’t, I am

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I loved you at first sight,

The sight of your beauty is truly of purity,

My love for you grows more, and more,

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‘Promise to self’ decides one to do, Himself, he must, care to improve. Be it a strike, be an embrace, Calm, he remains, ever provides

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