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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