As my tears roll down the cheeks,
and the fear of losing myself scares me in my dreams,
the world seems on the other side of the river bank,
and my soul stands alone and blank.
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Such a beautiful poem on the true meaning of what a mother is. Always there. To comfort, to hold, to built up, to stand beside until the day she no longer can. An amazing poem on Mother.
One of the best poems I have read on Mother.