all the things that a mother does
a loving touch, a hand that heals
I wouldn't know what that is like
I wouldn't know how that feels
she is just another stranger
though, the vessel of my birth
she never did what a mother does
though, she put me on this earth
I felt a bond when I was young
but that bond faded away
these words only burn my tongue
"happy mother's day"
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 12:50 PM UTC
all the things that a mother does
a loving touch, a hand that heals
I wouldn't know what that is like
I wouldn't know how that feels
she is just another stranger
though, the vessel of my birth
she never did what a mother does
though, she put me on this earth
I felt a bond when I was young
but that bond faded away
these words only burn my tongue
"happy mother's day"
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