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but when i came home
she saw the tears welling in my
eyes and held me
close to her heart


as her arms swept around my chest,
she leaned against me,
head to heart
warmth to warmth.


as i looked down
on my mother's head,
she who could look down on mine
not so long ago
felt my hurt,knew my pain.


my mother saysi must not care...
but i know
she cared.

posted by stacey @ Tuesday, November 02, 2004