He lifted her in his rough,protective hands. Today she smiled greater then ever and her heavy tears laced with shining braces was the spot he couldn’t have his eyes off.
The broken walking stick lying at the corner saw a reverse play of mother-son after 3 decades.
The Lift
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“The broken walking stick lying at the corner saw a reverse play of mother-son after 3 decades.”Just love that line 😀
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My pleasure
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Bonjour, c’est une magnifique photo, j’aime beaucoup ainsi que les jolis mots.
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That’s very moving…
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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When the parent becomes the child and the child becomes the parent. Very touching words Shivashish
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Thanks a lot
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So touching…..full of love overflowing!
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Oh what beautiful and touching words composed, Shivashish. Awesome.
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Thanks a lot
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Welcome.
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The lift of Love
The lift of Gratitude
The lift of Emotion
Beautifully said Shivashish
Shiva
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Thanks
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