Mother’s Joy Poem by Agim Bacelli

Mother’s joy

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My arms got strong my mom,

I am fluttering up in the sky,

I am not any more your baby-bird,

Who’s falling dawn the nest some day!

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Pecking everywhere through the world,

Getting very tired of it, my mother,

Here, I am back again……

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I found you talking to the God!

At my lovely corner where I used to sleep,

You’re carving in my absences.

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Just you saw me at the door,

Your face got cheerful and delighted,

Throwing away the loneliness and embarrasements,

Overjoyed as you were a young woman,

Saying with warmth: Let’s dance, My darling son!