Mum

Mum.

She carried such pain for so long,
How did she remain so strong?
I am weak and shallow by her measure,
How did she bear such pain?

I loved my mum,
She carried me for so long,
How did she manage to make do?
I am greedy and wanton by her measure,
How did she keep all things together?

I loved my mum,
She had her little treasures,
How did she cope when she lost them?
I am destructive and careless by her measure,
How did she forgive each broken tumble?

I loved my mum,
She had such pride in her children,
How did she cope with their defection?
I was worthy by her measure,
How did she forgive abandonment?

I loved my mum,
And I miss her.

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