A little note of how to be grateful for what you are blessed with instead of ranting over what you desire.
There is no blessing,
Quite so dear....
Was the moment a birth or a blessing,
That we met without any warning?
This poem is about friendship and its value
Just waking up every new day…
Feeling the heat of the sun’s ray,
Size does not matter
She is called a Mother
Two legend or four legged
whatever be the Color