Mother, let me free,
But how can you
That I know not.
Mother, give me
A drop of milk,
And you agree.
Mother, stay with me
But you no more.
Who said you are no more
Not truth I know.
Mother, I see you
Here in me
On this earth
Under this sky.
Mother, let me fly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A beautiful poem. Our mothers do live on in us which is a fact so easily forgotten. Nicely done!