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Where Do the Flowers Go In Winter Part Three

(continued from Where do the Flowers go in Winter Part Two) All your father wanted was a son And I gave him a son Big strong boy-he was But he died And we had you to replace him You you" Damn her Soul! Damn her Soul! A child Mommy I was but a child Defenseless Against her Why did she hate me? Why did my mother hate me? She wouldn't give me a chance Never did she hold me Never did she kiss me Never did she weep for me "Seek Jesus!" She told me when I was ten She became very religious Whenever she wasn't at church She took time off to go to work Her family was nonexistence to her Saving souls for Jesus Saving souls for Jesus "...it's okay to show emotions son Even I shed a few tears for her" I got up from the chair I hugged my father "Thanks Dad" Weeks went by I am at her grave The tombstone "A woman who loved everyone And who was loved by everyone" She did not love me And I did not love her The snow is gone now It has yielded to grass of green Birds sing in trees against skies of blue Flowers, O yes My mother and I loved flowers Flowers all kinds of flowers She favored roses But I like irises All my three sisters Even my dead brother They were born in Spring and Summer months She called them her little blossoms I was born the same month as she In Winter In January No flowers, no birds to sing Just snow, ice winds, cold Numbness "Mother!" Where do the flowers go in winter? Why can't they bring you love then? I feel to my knees Against her tombstone And I begin to weep First one tear from the right eye Suddenly two from the left eye Violently I cried And cried And cried For no matter No matter That eternal spark of joy Burst into a flame of infinite sorrow I knew That Yes I loved her I loved my mother. (the end)

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