Guido Berardi

(Providence, Rhode Island, USA)

My Mother

I often dream of my mother at night
And she appears to me by candlelight.
She wants to make sure that I am safe and well
In a new country where I work and dwell.
I live far away from her empty heart
Since destiny forced us to part.
And her love so tenderly and dear
Makes my eyes full of tears.
I look at her from head to feet

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