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In the cycle of NatureIn life and deathEven dry dying leavesAdd colour to Nature In their FallIn their last seasonThey give us soulsBeauty for a reason:Every breath bringsThe reminder,Do something worthwhileMake someone smile,Perhaps is the lesson.

Raising sons…

Dear Mothers, Hope you empower women And as mothers proudly Raise sons as gentlemen, Charming, kind,Mindful, possessingReal integrity.Men who are praised For absolute chivalry.They hold doors, Happily help in chores, Make their women Feel like royal ladies. Mothers, whose sons,Are their dears, And raise gentlemen For others’ darling daughters: And their sons know the lady’sContinue reading “Raising sons…”