Mother

I came from you
I know it’s true
I came right through
To the love you do.

All those hugs
Like heavy drugs
That filled my mugs
On persian rugs.

Sat so sipping
Coffee dripping
Filling, stripping
The blues now flipping.

Beauty in the gentle trust
Head against your waiting bust
Tears and laughter as I fussed
Loving you, always a must.

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