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January 22, 2014

 

 

I’m in my mothers head,

as my thoughts I re-arrange;

and am now paying the penance

for when I gave her short change.

 

I’m in my mothers mind,

understanding all too clear;

how without any intension,

I caused her many a tear.

 

I’m in my mothers’ world.

Through her eyes I now see;

how unconditional love,

for a child, just has to be.

 

 

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