THE MOTHER & the NIGHT
The mother that calls for
her daughter in the
dead of night
will do well to let
her be: bless her to
release her to
her own destiny.
You can’t gather the
ocean in the
cup of your hands.
A dove has to fly away
if it’s ever to
return to you.
Thnk U Editor/Publisher of MyStoryLives, Dc Ricci.
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