A memorys presnt time?

by Ezra   Dec 25, 2009


When children's tears fall
a mothers needs is far more needed.
her children's sorrow makes little difference
and i had feared that all were like her
my fears of others and her, my mother
was my greatest source of my running soul
i was a child then and I'm a child now;
the difference is clear
i am prod of her change
even though it took most of my life
I am proud to call her mom.

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