Tuesday 24 May 2022

MOTHER

I am the mother now

As I brush away the tears that stain my pale cheeks

I am the mother now

My hand is the only comfort I feel as it caresses my face

I am the mother now

My family tree is diseased and rotten

I am the mother now

Because there's no one else who wants the job



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