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You are beautiful.
Even when water rushes out your womb
And your younger days lie scattered behind you,
Like so many pieces of an ancient puzzle.
I want to put you back together,
But I am only your daughter.
And that puzzle... Well, it's got a lot of pieces.
You are beautiful.
You take my words, say they are generous,
Place them gently in grandma's stories.
You're trying to reinvent them, you say,
But they always come back different,
Like your father after the war.
At least the stories talk.
You are beautiful.
These days won't last forever,
And they're here to give some meaning
To who you are and what I will become.
My hopes for you add to your dreams for me
And we lie back to listen to the walls breathe.
You say it reminds you of your mortality,
But I know otherwise.
Even when water rushes out your womb
And your younger days lie scattered behind you,
Like so many pieces of an ancient puzzle.
I want to put you back together,
But I am only your daughter.
And that puzzle... Well, it's got a lot of pieces.
You are beautiful.
You take my words, say they are generous,
Place them gently in grandma's stories.
You're trying to reinvent them, you say,
But they always come back different,
Like your father after the war.
At least the stories talk.
You are beautiful.
These days won't last forever,
And they're here to give some meaning
To who you are and what I will become.
My hopes for you add to your dreams for me
And we lie back to listen to the walls breathe.
You say it reminds you of your mortality,
But I know otherwise.
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A tribute to mothers, of sorts.
Title is, in English, "I am how you are".
And written because ~pardonM3 asked me to write more.
~Gio
Title is, in English, "I am how you are".
And written because ~pardonM3 asked me to write more.
~Gio
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this is so calming to read. it reminds me that poetry is a therapy for the heart