Mother

“Happy is he…” or so it goes

Though never do I understand

But talking to me, it really shows

That I never understand.

 

Whispers of love fall from my faith

And hope shines like stars in the night

But blind as a bat I fall from the sky

Crashing in the middle of flight.

 

“Just get up and get out of bed…”

Or, “Try to do what’s right.”

Remember to listen to what she said,

And maybe you might gain some sight.

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