Dearest mother, I’ve fallen in and out of love more times than I can gather And where have you been through it all? dearest love, sincerest mother Breasts I once clung to But was never allowed to tether Dearest mother, mommy, please Where have you been? Nudged from the nest ‘Cause you thought indulgent affection was a sin So I learned to fly and never to crawl Never to be weak and on my knees, Never given permission to bawl Where have you been? Through it all. Mother Not just a noun, but a verb Beloved mother, Be loved. If not by me then please, Lord, by another. I pray by me, one day, Concurrent mother and daughter.
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