When I was my mother Son (poem)

When I was my mother son I was a precious jewel to her Getting all I want and need No price tag is too heavy to Unseal   Relentlessly spoilt with goodies of life Unashamedly attached to the golden apron Unattachedly attached to the Golden Fleece Milking all to my fill   Here we are … Continue reading When I was my mother Son (poem)

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