
When things got rough her soul whispered,
“I’m not here to run away when your problems get overwhelming…I’m here to stay.”
When she reached a dead end her passions whispered,
“Few failures can’t make me disappear…We’re here for the long run.”
When it got lonely her angels whispered,
“We’re still here with you holding your hand each step of the way.”
Β©ZeinaA.G
Very well written!!!
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Glad you think so! Thanks for reading π
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You’re welcome π
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Very lovely and heart warming ππ
Don’t forget to Glee and spread sparkles β¨
-Nani π
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Thank you Naniπ€π€π€π€ππππ
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