aches for the warmth and comfort
first known in my mother’s womb
her soothing voice as she sang
lullabies of just pure joy

cradled in her sweet bosom
rocked to slumber in her arms
warmly robed in nothing less
than the silk garment of peace

truly my very soul aches
to hear her voice once again
and to see her face shining
with motherly love and pride

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