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Sep 2014
Everyday she grows her flowers with a tear
Catching feathers of the birds she doesn't want to hear
Down there in her garden where she's surrounded by fear
Thinking of her only child while facing the sun
What if she lost her only one?
Beneath her skin he once exsisted
This kind of love can never be neglected
You cannot sip what your veins can bleed
No wine in the world can make a mother forget her breed
Her brave little boy is now a soldier
And, in this world everything grows older
Like nothing was ever small enough to be carried on the shoulder
She must not forget what he always told her
"If this world doesn't get any colder, I will come back to be beside her and to hold her."
No love compares to A Mother's Love. (visual poem)
Eman
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