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Sep 2017
I made you, and to the life I gave you
You are mine, I need you my absent
My son, I'm praying you return
My heart is squeezed, my misses burn

My son it's a long distance, how can I run?
So sonny I'll continue being patient,
A patient mother as before I've begun
You are mine, my absent son

I'm usually crying over your depart
I wrote for you poetry, my sorrow was a art
When you were descending to the plain
With your wife and your horse pushed the cart

You pushed it emotionally
And horse pushed mechanically
I remember when you left us apart

So sonny I'll continue being patient,
A patient mother as before I've begun
I can't forget you, no all forgets its part
I'm as a sky, you are like a sun
The sun will shine glossy, when you come

No light without you
You are mine, my absent ***
I'm waiting for your gratitude
To see your mom..
Ahmed Elsherbini
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Ahmed Elsherbini  28/M/Talkha, Egypt
(28/M/Talkha, Egypt)   
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