In The Bosom Of Mother
as i am writing this
i am listening to a song once
sung by my mother
carefully she puts me
back in her bosom
as i go back to being a child again
as i sleep
so softly
peacefully in her loving arms
with mother life is heavenly
in the cradle of arms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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