Mother Had Shed Her Shell Poem by Kinsley Lee

Mother Had Shed Her Shell

She's drifting in sleep, night and day,
By the painkiller injection, pain numbing away.
Wane and withered body, like prune
Which hardened day by day as a cocoon.
Not waking, she'd dreaming to fly in the sky
To be a beautiful butterfly.
Leaving the ninety years, in bittered
Sorrow of her children, at last she'd flittered.
(Fed.,2025, Kinsley Lee)

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