Mother In Sadness
Sadness, Mother. She is not with us anymore.
Age old, Mother time. Hard to describe...
It was not her life. She desired more; deserved more.
Inspired more. Taught us never to settle for same.
I am sorry. I am same. Couldn't give enough.
Now I live with the fault till my day ends.
Buried. You feared the flames, but became ash.
Like John. We all end in ash.
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