MOTHER
I can no longer sit on your lap,
so let me sit right next to you and wrap
these large arms around your neck
and kiss your cheeks, Mother.
Place my head on your bosom,
and cradle me,
cradle me in your heart.
Kiss me, too, on the cheeks, now tear-stained.
Mother, oh Mother,
I can't have you forever.
I can't have you forever.
Are you also crying now,
Mother?
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