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~Why illness ?~

~Why illness ?~

This illness
doesn't play fair

Nor abide
A mother's care

( Outside adventure
They wish to share )

Not this trap
of ill despair

( Mother of tear's
and doom )

Crouched down
In sorrow
( the floor
Of her
room )

Wishing to watch
Her pretty flowers
Bloom

Why illness ?
( A mother
Of doom ).
Nardine Sanderson 01/02/2015.

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