I'm sitting outside, there's an empty chair to my left
Who do I want to fill It? Who leaves me bereft? ?
Should my Mom take the seat? Does she make my life complete
Make me feel cosy? My mom, I don't ever remember hugs
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You are but that butterfly waiting to emerge.......(not to say your not beautiful now...your words are beautiful too and... your probably a cute caterpillar too....: O)