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This poem won gold

My children are my golden treasure... bringing back my thoughts to my yesteryears
my story begins when I was a teenage mother .. through breasfeeding I nurtured my first son
till no milk from me I could squeeze upon
I wished to feed him nutrients he essentially needs abound
I lacked to provide him, my world seemingly didn't go round
it bled my heart as my purse was thin and empty
windows were only covered by sacks that was how pity were we
and nothing could be found in every corner of our dinky shelter
even a tiny ashes of regrets couldn't be found in there bare it was.. it was representing me.. from there I just learnt to dream
though not for me but for them
I believe it's not late to create
a nest for my coming children
behind that huge mountain
I whispered my wishes for them
at night as i gazed up the skies
I asked the stars to guide
me in heading my way
I wished to be one of them
glittering and sparkling glee
yes it was never too late
to buil…