MOTHER

Where is my mother?
Probably on the hill
Probably down the valley
I see the sun going down
I see my shadow stretching
It is infinity, the sun is lost
Mother runs to me
Holds me tight
My face pressed
Against her breasts
She is looking
To where the sun sank
I become big,
I grow tall
Mother on her knees
Is holding my legs
I lift her up
Up in my arms
I carry her
To put her to bed
She closes her eyes
I soothe them
She has a faint smile
And I drop dead