a single word
embracing all.
Mother
a single feeling
supporting home.
Mother,
I’m still your child
even though you are old.
Your colorful tapestry
may soon be finished
in the loom of life.
We talk about it
you’re satisfied
so am I.
One day you’ll be gone
a barren land
that gave it all.
Nothing to be seen
just a reminiscence
soft
so soft
Mother
oh,
Mother!…
I love you so
I Love You so much!
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