Mother Daughter Poems.jpgAt every corner, there is a mother
Who sends her daughter, on that one errand
To drop that letter inside the water
Hoping a strange will grace their dinner
Amd make them better than does their filter.

She’s seen a doctor, more times than numbers
Can ever letter or dare to wander
She knows she’s dying but seeks saving
If only someone would kindly wonder
What lies the meaning in living forever.


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