Born and bred
With loads of bread
A life lived
With simple luxury
The day you left
In solitude
Leaving the kiths and kin
With many love
Now she stands in solitude
Amdst humans
Such is the life
Of my dear mum
We are sorrounding
But yet she is in solitude
That is the value of a dad
None can replace
Your very own status
Can never be regained
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Life Can never be the same for my mum who has fallen ill
It’s not just money that can buy happiness
Love is what can bring laughter, joy strength and happiness
Without all these life is solitude
