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trail at mothers care |
Yes am of age to be qualified as an adult am not a fool neither a sluggard my life as seen the pains beyond an old man tale still with all this i face more sharp pain daily off course as a result of my slow but gradual building i steadily but surely keep climbing the hills of glory with all the loads of how i feel backward when compared to my peers i still had a responsibility to be my cousins care under the tutelage of my brothers spear i read and surely understand is undiluted care his son brings so much a memory that deserves all the care i have to try and match a mothers call as a man under the ever eagle eyes of my brother not helping is his ever imaginary heart that non other could care or feel concern for precious sons care don't blame me because have tried to raise my standard of care only to be shut down by heavy words that my reminds me of how backward and slow have been in life i of-course cant be bias to accept a brothers pamper understandably only his son will get that i tried to match up a mothers care under the pressure of my life daily spear. to imagine a whole lot of loads of responsibilities call gradually i look stupid at every strength of character i give to be candid i stopped trying to match that mothers care not that i choose not be caring i only discovered no matter how i much i leap i never meet the standard my brother seek yes i love my cousin so deep but suddenly due to his understanding whip i suddenly look like the fellow that lost the care |