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Mother
I left behind what created me,
She who held me in her arms
And whispered to me as a bairn.
I left behind what made me woman
She who inspired my freedom,
My angry spirit though quiet demeanor.
Oh Mother!
In your watery eyes of the sea
On a stormy day, or the tresses
Of thick abundance, and the
Strong and firm build, I see
Where I came from, who
I am, what I can be.
Oh Mother!
I left behind what raised me
She who fed me the foods
Of our kind, and the lore of our land.
I left behind what I love
She who I will repay one day
And whom I speak of as wise and good.
Oh Mother!
Can you see that you've made
Many lives better, given your heart
And your soul and asked for
Nothing. I who came from you
Mother, carry your name in my heart.
Oh Mother...
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Mother
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Mother's cardigan.
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Still hangs on the back of her chair,
A fluffy pink confection
Of kitten-soft mohair,
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Key of love between mother and child
Who can find it?
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