Mother, I need!
I could have said
How many times
And still today
I could tell and complaint
You seem distant, I’m here!
I denied
I ignored
I betrayed
I hated
I should have yelled
My breath was short
I need!
To grow
To learn the energy,
the blooming, the way.
Mother I miss
The tender glance,
That infinite space
Under a tree
eyes up to the sky.
I’m struggling,
Mother,
but I am free.
Look at my eyes
Love can you see?
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