Llorona
Tis upon a moonless night
In the mist of unseen light
A childless mother laid in despair
Dressed in white... Satin wear
Torn and fondled was her hair...
She cried and cried
With no avail
Searched every night,
cried in despair
For her children,
That she lost
And cannot find,
She still cries in great despair
Copyright © Ricardo Ramirez | Year Posted 2020
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