"Words.Words.I play with words, hoping that some combination, even a chance combination will say what I want" -Doris Lessing
(An emotional letter penned by an aborted foetus to her unclaimed mother)
Dear Mummy,
The stars are out in the sky
And the moon has been singing the lullaby,
I’ve had a lovely meal tonight
And the day was also almost fine!
Yet, I miss your cradle- songs
And all your lovely ways;
I wish you had let me colour your quiet days.
When tomorrow comes
Don’t forget to tell him my story;
How I grew, how I loved you.
Tell Daddy to smile a hundred smiles,
Tell him, I miss him too!
But Mumma dear, you mustn’t cry,
For I know you loved me much.
Wrap my little life, a few weeks old
In bonds of eternal warmth.
And let my memory grow…
Years later, when I’m not even history anymore
Take me out on full moon nights;
I’ll still be there,
I’ll remain your child!
Beautiful emotions you have expressed.
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Thank you so much
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Woww so heart touching world’s
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Beautiful
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Thank you
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