I blossomed within your womb.
Remembering the touch and scent of perfume.
My shelter,warmth through loving eyes.
Sound of laughter,the tender wiping away my cries.
Telling the tales so that I could learn.
Was never a time your back had turned.
A sweet whisper of days gone by.
Oh' beloved mother,left me to stare at an ever passing sky.
for the ''Lost love Contest~
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