Feb 2019
He was always loving mother even when mother hid.
Mother was the figure that spoke sentences broken by sin
Mother was the bird in the box
Mother was the solace that had no entrance
Mother was the heat that did not waver
In his eyes,
In her
Mother was the figure that spoke sentences broken by sin
Mother was the bird in the box
Mother was the solace that had no entrance
Mother was the heat that did not waver
In his eyes,
In her
The sun shines brighter through the cracks of a broken window.
