Tears of Mother

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    Tears of Mother

     With hands so small and hearts so big, Your smiles warms where the cold sets in

    The reasons I strive are the same as why I cry, If only to find you home so the healing can begin

    Left with no choices a burden was made, Now the price I pay is what your innocence will take

    I am but a shell of what I used be, my soul is no more and my tears now a lake

    I pray the dawn finds you with me, for my daughters are you and your Mommy am I

    God gave you to me and the pain is strong but He will bring you back and no more will we cry

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Deedot’s Poems (15)

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