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by nambi, Uganda May 6, 2008
Culture   Poetry

  

Mother, Mother, Mother

What kind of gift will I ever give you?

My heart, my soul, my body?

What gift do you deserve?

You deserve all the things I have.


Mother, Mother, Mother


What kind of gift do you deserve?

For nine months you carried me!

You never abandoned me!

You are a gift.


Mother, Mother, Mother


What kind of gift do you deserve?

When I was in pain,

You stopped working to look after me,

You are gold in sunshine.


Mother, Mother, Mother


What kind of gift do you deserve?

You were always at my bed side,

To look after me when I was sick,

You will always share my happiness and sorrow.

May your soul rest in peace.





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nambi


Hello am Janie and i come from uganda.

I would like to tell all the writers that life is a gift from God and so should protect it value it today, tomorrow and forever.

But it's not that we are supposed to judge the people who are inffected with HIV/AIDS as they need great confort, care and treatment in order to live longer.

I think that if this is done in good faith, we will be in position to defeat the scourage of HIV/AIDS in our individual countries as it's said "united we stand"

Nice time.
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shamirah | Jun 26th, 2008
NAMBI THATS REALLY ANICE COMPOSITION THAT SHOWS HOW THANKFULL YOU ARE FOR THAT DEAR WOMAN OF AFRICA. YOU ARE A GREAT WRITER WE ARE WAITING FOR MORE FROM YOU. KEEP IT UP

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