The scent at the back
Of Mum's memorial
Passion and Love
The day starts bright
This wave of life
As she once narrated
Is the love of my life
That saw me grow
From a girl to your mum
And will see you live
To be called Dad
Slung down my shoulder
A hundred are cut
To grant the day fruitful
And water the love in the world
Down the streets
All is smiles
At my basket of love
Hearts sink in love
As I smile back home
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