To Love A Mother, Part 1

I’d give her the world if she’d take it
But she would not
I crouch down and listen
To her fragile way
Her tender, loving quiet way
That shouts in a muffled whimper
I whisper —
You are not done with your life
But how could she hear
The flutter of wings
If she would not still her soul

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