mother's love
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If my heart had a voice,
It would make a million wishes.
And, from each wish
a million stars would fall,
each one shattering the silence,
cutting through the walls.
You only see my tears when I laugh
But can't see my wounds and scars inside.
You only listen to what you hear
FIRST STORY: The Beautiful Boy
Once upon a time, there was a woman.
A princess of beauty, a lady of nobility,
A damsel of good-nature, a virgin of purity,
Were all fair titles she owned not.
My bearer of life
Example of responsibility
Provider of all necessities
Firm, yet fair disciplinarian
Architect of dreams
Moral compass
My Mother.
Problem Solver
He lays there
alone in his crib
His eyes flutter shut
And he sleeps
Alone in his crib
with a blanket over his feet
And he sleeps
dreaming of the future
