Mother - Poem by Antonia Nasi
My first smile brought her joy,
My first tear,
and she cried as if it were her own
Now my smiles she rarely sees,
And my tears...
she would know from miles away
As I was she knew me well,
As I am, she tries to know...
but can not understand
I want her to know me,
But how can she...
when I do not recognize my own face?
I want her to love me...
Even though I have not yet learned how to love myself
I need her smile to cleanse my tears,
And I need to know her love again
For she is the only one that I call,
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