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I'm going to be a mother, I want to scream... you won't hear me.
I'm going to be a mother, I call and I feel lost.

It's quiet, I feel a gnawing desire from you with me.
My own mother by my side.

I'm gonna be a mother, I can share it with anyone.
It doesn't suit me, but I don't really care!

You're the one I want to share with.
But no matter what I call, it stays quiet.

Yet you will support me in motherhood.
You're gone, but I'll always lean on you!

You remain my example. That's how I want to be for my own blood.
You're not here anymore and yet it's good!

And yet it's good even though it hurts sometimes.
Because I can't be with you anymore.

Yet we are always connected, my mother will always be you.
Now you shine in the sun... Mom, thank you, FINE!

A poem from the collection: MOTHER
€10, - Publishing house Voice of Thoughts to Halsteren
By: A Voice of Thoughts www.angelienahuis.nl / info@angelienahuis.nl

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A Mother Without A Mother...