Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
12.09.2026
18
The Child
A people who
adores its mothers
will travel on a cloud
of high esteem.
Blessed by mothers,
and crowned by God's
most precious gift,
as it pours out
of love's own union.
The child.
This is inspired by long
forgotten words
from the fifties.
Origin unknown.
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