Once more into the high
For the needed liberation, a just struggle
Unchanged emotion for a revolution
Due affection for a sore heart
I wish I had a mother, to pat my head and smile at me
I wish I had a mother, to worry over and run to
I wish I had a mother, to assuage me and still my fear
I wish I had a mother, to calm my racing heart and to say it will be fine
Foxes run to their holes.
Birds fly to their nests.
Babies crawl to their mothers
With every sunset.
When the sky is clear
And the winds calm.
When the air is warm
A crow perched on my chest, as I rested.
It had a note at its beak.
And another knot by its wing
I was glad at the feat.