* LIFE WITHOUT A MOTHER
You blow the direction
Of winter grass
As though blown by the winds
With no direction,
And
Like the lifeless brown grass
Blown to the unknown the winds
Blow to,
Your life is that of a puppy
Lost on a cold winter night
Wandering in all directions
Of the compass
With hope for a glimpse of hope
In hopelessness*
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 9:33 AM UTC
* LIFE WITHOUT A MOTHER
You blow the direction
Of winter grass
As though blown by the winds
With no direction,
And
Like the lifeless brown grass
Blown to the unknown the winds
Blow to,
Your life is that of a puppy
Lost on a cold winter night
Wandering in all directions
Of the compass
With hope for a glimpse of hope
In hopelessness*
Life denied the gift of a mother's love
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