A sweet child aged nine, with a smile on his face and gleam in his eyes, He looks forward to meet his classmates at school, But little…… Read more “No more a Bully-A Poem on Growing up”
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Whispers from the Angel-A Poem
I believe in Angels who keep holding my hand. They come out and guide me whenever I am restless. Hope your Angels also brings peace to you!
Pondering Mee 