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LOVE

Writer: Jose
Jose
Oct 10
1 min read

The steamed breath

Against my forehead,

It warms, and soothes

My mind, I am at ease.


I feel his embrace

Tighter with each breath, 

Drawing me closer to him,

To my roots.


He braids my hair,

And cradles me 

When I cry,

I am loved.


He is my protector 

My rock 

When I am scared,

I am safe.


He lays me down,

And sings me lullabies' 

Till I dream of the sun, 

I am cherished.




In her soft arms

I find solace,

The one who birthed me,

Nurtured me.


I feel her everlasting glow

Like an angel over me,

And I walk with guidance

In our mother's footsteps.


I do not remember a lifetime without her,

My rock, my pillar, my Mother.

Her heart knows no bounds,

And in her I confide.


She has loved me

Since we met,

And given me life;

In her I find truth.


She has blessed 

Me with name,

And to her

I devote my purpose.


O’ protectors

Whom have given us

This great gift

 of life,


We cherish you!


God’s own representatives 

On earth who have taught us

To live, and exist

In this great earth,


We bless you!


A future generation

To celebrate you,

Cherish, and guide you,

As you have done us.


Time gives relevance to our existence

But you have given us 

Purpose in time,

And even in your resting place

Beyond the sea of stars,

Above the plains of clouds,

And deserts of mountains,


You will still be loved.

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