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
<a href="">Solitude</a>

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

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