An age of an adage ever last
Was a welcome relief to my story
The writing on the wall so bold
I couldn't determine how to hug my past

There came over me, the joy of motherhood
Post-faceth beyond the mystery of findings
I could not suck for long, then I realised how to stay on
My pole couldn't fit the hem of the world I found


There I found a resemblance of a family
A give away to life , the storyline goes on
All to make myself fit was all thro a fit
To please myself, got me lots of bruises


Who moved my cheese so sweet
Why did I forget all my childhood gave
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