A Woman of Substance
Ever come across a woman of substance? Lemme give you an instance, My mother; my first love, My lovely rainbow, an epitome of love. Oh mother. She’s a Mum, a […]
Ever come across a woman of substance? Lemme give you an instance, My mother; my first love, My lovely rainbow, an epitome of love. Oh mother. She’s a Mum, a […]
My mother! Don’t know when it happen, But she sat and watched my infant head While others are sleeping. My pain is her burden, She understands me, Even when I […]