He loved his mother
She hung the moon
And the stars
She was his all
His everything.
He started and ended
Every day with her
He told her of the weather
Traffic
His lunch
She had long stopped responding.
Her frail voice gone silent
He didn’t mind
The smile she always gave him
It was enough
It was always enough
He loved his mother
He would never be able to part with her
Even when the bugs and the earth
Tried to take her back
He couldn’t let her go.
Could never let her go.
He loved his mother
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