Sometimes in the journey of life,
Comes a point when you no longer want to strive,
Engulfed by impenetrable darkness around,
You search for that faint familiar sound.
A time when you need someone to be there,
To hold on to to your dreams and castway the fear,
A hand to grip and guide your soul,
A ray of hope to take care of it all.
A ray so strong to not let you stumble,
To become your voice when you begin to fumble,
A ray with warmth like your mother's arms,
To cuddle and sleep away from worldly norms!!
good one tiger.. let it flow "to the fullest" :)
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