the exhausted mother shut her eyes her back was hurting she didn’t have it in her to tell her children the regular bedtime story just imagine, she said to them, a beautiful garden in front of your eyes with flowers in bright colours and anima-…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
the exhausted mother shut her eyes her back was hurting she didn’t have it in her to tell her children the regular bedtime story just imagine, she said to them, a beautiful garden in front of your eyes with flowers in bright colours and anima-…