Oh... Ma.. I miss you

Oh,  mother, I miss you.



Mother,  you cried for me when you brought me into this world, you did not care if I was
 a saint or a thief, we were both of sin.

Yet you cried for me some more, when I left you, for the journey back home.

But who mourned for thee, your village, your family, your loving pets, who mourned for
 thee, your neighbors.

But I know, it was not the Parish, Priest.

God bless you

May all be well with you.

DMD

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