Mother and Son
My Mother had her first son
at age and time unknown,
and lost him two weeks later
to measles and a storm.
I know how dear the sons are
the ones you want so bad.
I had two of them
there's only one you have.
My mother had three daughters
then bore another son,
who grew up strong and healthy
and sang her all the songs,
of love and life and liberty
the tunes we love so much.
My brother is a jewel,
the glue of family touch.
So I will say to you
I love your only son
and promise I will cherish him
in God we will be one.
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