Ma
Like a thousand
thorns
Pierced into my
heart
It bleeds my
eyes
I see a serene
face
That gave me
life
Her awe, her
glory
A gift of love
How perfect
those moments are
Her breath and
skin
Smell of milk
And cinnamon
Contemplating
my every move
Ever so I
wonder
Under the eye
I call her Ma
Honey she is to
me
So sweet are
her kisses
Never in my
life
So broken so
shattered so instituted in pain
So helpless
And I yearn for
a happier day
To see her
smile
But I see her
Slowly fade
away
fade
away
fade
away
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