Unto us a child is given
Unto the world; population is plus one
Training becomes unstable
Some days are hard on the child; some on the mothers
But becomes hard on both
The very day she bears once a stranger’s name
Letting go becomes difficult
Visiting days are used for consolation.

No days like being under a mother’s care

Derazy Ajah


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