Longing for an Angel to come
Who would hold and call me her son
The voice I long to hear
Which would sing me a lullaby.

But for now, lullabies are blessed one’s story…
No record of that in my history.

I know someone gave me a heartbeat
But forgot to put life with it.
Where kids of my age are being loved and pampered
I am bearing the pain of being abandoned…

I wish someone put back life in me
Not from Blood but this time from the kindest heart,
Who would love me and be my mother
Like a shade in hot Summer!!!

But for now, lullabies are blessed one’s story…
No record of that in my history.

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