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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Abdulla and his Mum...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As his mum lays asleep with fever he realizes he must not her awake</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Walks around with blisters in his heart wondering what he could take<br> <br>As his usual milk juice egg was not on the table which she normally lay.<br> <br>He then rests a tender kiss on her cheek he whispers not what he want to say. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Eyes full of worry and fear he voiced ‘my mum' must get well real soon.<br> <br>A feeling of guilt invaded me, as he stopped looked the kitchen all around.<br> <br>An un.derstanding a smile as words concerend escaped for her health be sound </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Carried his bag, a comfort kiss on my cheek with his alright biggy I will manage. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the beauty of his heart wet my cheeks just a boy of 15 but not a terrible teenage.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I looked up and a thankful prayer in my heart for this wonderful prize</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=518671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Boy man in him the fragrance of sweetness he spoke though his silent heart cries.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Shirani+Ibrahim">Shirani Ibrahim</a></strong></div>

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