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My Mother
My Mother
Dear mother,As I flew by my timeI hope you adorned the chime.
To remind, of all lost timeNot what you mean to me, but the kind.For all of earth, the grieving call of mother.Nature smiled back with a warming feather.
In a life filled with cynicism,Grateful are we for your presence.For which every tear that I possess, Remarks reverence
In all the days, that i fightWon, lost and desicatedYou have too, by my sideGrateful i am, for your existence.For which every tear I posses,Marks remembrance
To remind, of all lost timeNot what you mean to me, but the kind.For all of earth, the grieving call of mother.Nature smiled back with a warming feather.
In a life filled with cynicism,Grateful are we for your presence.For which every tear that I possess, Remarks reverence
In all the days, that i fightWon, lost and desicatedYou have too, by my sideGrateful i am, for your existence.For which every tear I posses,Marks remembrance