Her love was the cradle of contentedness slaking that thirst
for comfort. No matter what the situation she was able to mend the whole
caboodle with one click of a finger. I always thought she had some power in
those fingers. I soon learnt that it was a mother’s love and an extremely
powerful love.
Her courage with an inner strength held me in shipshape
footing. Her dauntless stout heartedness brought into being my very own stalwartness.
She lavished upon me a quiet legacy one of courage, hope and
faith in life. That in life whatever the situation is you can with courage,
hope and faith overcome trials and tribulations and emerge with your dignity
intact.
I believe in her legacy for it’s worked for her and it is
working splendidly for me.
She has graced me with luxuriant blessings. And I gladly
define my life by her legacy which I have lived and will continue to live by.
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