Dear Mother

I don’t know
maybe I would write you
a happy ending
I would rearrange the pieces
to your sad beginning
I would put you far away
from the decaying roots
that bore you
and let you experience
all the ways that happiness
could bloom before you
or maybe I’m naive
maybe I’m just a kid
who thought that
if he could plant a seed
It would somehow grow inside you…..

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