rain-drops
on
roses
broken jaw
whenever she
smiles
i feel the pain
that blow to the
face
pierces my heart
she took the
blows
for
me
...for 'us
children'...
she did it for
love
for-
ever
self sacrifice
a seed in the womb
grows
to
behold
the flower
i look into those
eyes
so
full of grace
i forget all hate
remember, only,
innocence, again...
a crooked smile
on the face of a
child
forgiveness
broken and
complete
the
courage
to have joy...
my mother
she
is
she
is
a
mystery to
me
i
wonder
how can she smile
with such sadness?
my mother
she
is
'Maria Von
Trap'
for
me
the
sound
of music
will always fill
that smile.
that sweet
song
fur
elise
Beethoven
she plays black and
white keys as
words
she
will never
speak.
late
at night
almost asleep
i listened to her speak
and now she has
forgotten
the
song
i once knew
my
mother
my
mother
my
mother
is
fading
fading
fading
away
i cry out to her
from
...afar...
'fly little bird
...fly...
go to the hills
go to the hills
go to the hills
and
sing your song!..
you
haven't done
'nothing wrong ! '
mother.
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