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A Mother's Sacrifies
Curled up in warm blanket
sewn from the tears and
love of a mother
no worries in the world
face ached with a smile
he sleeps in serenity
Perched on a bench she sit
with the wonders of the world
on her mind
tears held back
and hidden by a smile
she clenches her baby to her
Birds chippings up a head
provides the softening hymn
as he rocks back and forth
exhausted by the day
a mother breaks down when her eyes
drops on the heir of her fortune
as tears slow grace her face
A decision of a king
left to be done
as the wind softly blows
perched under a box
wrapped in rags she cries
her self to sleep
But perched on a bench
he cries awoken from his sleep
neatly wrapped on a bench
without his mothers love
poem
by
Robert Roberts
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